Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Beryslav, right? You know, that little gem in Ukraine, chillin’ by the Dnipro River. I’m a supervisor, but today felt more like a circus.
First off, I’m late. Classic me. I sprint down Shevchenka Street, dodging potholes like they’re landmines. Beryslav’s streets are like a game of hopscotch, but with way more risk. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need—an ankle sprain before my morning coffee.”
Finally, I get to the office, and guess what? My team’s already in chaos. I mean, who knew a simple project could turn into a full-blown drama? I walk in, and they’re all like, “We need you!” I’m like, “Dude, I just got here!”
So, we’re in this meeting, right? And my colleague, Oleg, spills coffee all over the plans. I’m talking a full-on coffee tsunami. I’m trying to keep it together, but inside, I’m like, “Are you kidding me?!” I mean, we’re on Komsomol Street, and this is how we start the day?
Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” We all pile out, and I’m trying to count heads. I’m like a shepherd with a bunch of lost sheep. And there’s this old lady from the building next door, just chillin’ with her cat. I’m like, “Lady, this is a fire drill, not a cat show!”
After the chaos, we finally get back inside. I’m trying to regain control, but my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Vasyl. He’s like, “Meet me at the park later.” I’m like, “Dude, I can’t even think about that right now.” But then I remember the park by the river, where the cherry blossoms bloom. It’s beautiful there.
So, we finally wrap up the meeting, and I’m feeling a bit better. I head out to grab lunch at that little spot on Haharina Street. You know the one? The one with the best borscht in town. I’m sitting there, and this kid walks in, totally covered in mud. I’m like, “What happened to you, man?” He just shrugs and says, “I fell in the river.” Classic Beryslav moment, right?
After lunch, I decide to take a stroll by the river. The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. I see some kids playing soccer, and I’m like, “Man, I miss those days.” Just then, I trip over a rock. Of course. I’m laughing at myself, thinking, “This day just keeps getting better.”
Then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about the project.” I’m like, “Can’t a guy catch a break?” But I head back to the office, ready to face the music.
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I meet Vasyl at the park, and we just chill. We’re laughing about the day’s madness, and I’m like, “Dude, Beryslav is wild.” He agrees, and we sit there, watching the sunset over the Dnipro.
I’m thinking, “Yeah, it’s been a crazy day, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.” Beryslav, with all its quirks and chaos, is home. And even on the craziest days, it’s where I wanna be.