Man, what a day! I swear, being a telephone operator in Pulyny is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First call comes in at 8 AM. Some dude on the other end is losing it. “My cat’s stuck in a tree!” he yells. I’m like, “Bro, it’s a cat, not a lion.” But hey, I get it. Cats are drama queens. So, I send the fire brigade to the corner of Shevchenka and Haharina. They’re probably rolling their eyes, but whatever.
Then, I grab my coffee from that little café on Kostiantynivska. You know the one? The barista, Oksana, always gives me extra foam. Love her! But today, she spills hot coffee all over the counter. I’m like, “Girl, you okay?” She just laughs it off. Classic Oksana.
Next call, this lady is freaking out about a pothole on Vulytsia Kovalivka. “It’s gonna swallow my car!” she says. I’m thinking, “Lady, it’s a pothole, not a black hole.” But I get it. Those potholes are like mini craters. I mean, I’ve seen smaller craters on the moon!
Around noon, I get a call from a guy who’s lost his way. “I’m at the park,” he says. “Which park?” I ask. Turns out, he’s at the wrong park! There are like three parks in Pulyny. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta be more specific. This ain’t a scavenger hunt!”
Then, the weather goes nuts. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. I’m stuck in the office, and I can hear the rain pounding on the roof. It’s like nature’s way of saying, “You’re not going anywhere!” I’m just sitting there, staring out the window, wishing I could be at the park, enjoying the chaos instead of listening to people complain about it.
By 3 PM, I’m starting to lose it. My phone’s ringing off the hook. “My neighbor’s dog won’t stop barking!” “There’s a weird smell coming from my basement!” “I think I saw a UFO!” Seriously, people? UFOs? In Pulyny? Get real!
But then, something cool happens. I get a call from a kid. He’s like, “I just won a prize at school!” I’m like, “That’s awesome, buddy! What’d you win?” He says, “A goldfish!” I can’t help but laugh. “Dude, that’s epic! Just don’t forget to feed it!”
Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted but kinda happy. I mean, Pulyny is wild, but it’s home. I love the streets, the people, the chaos. Even the potholes. They’re like little reminders that life’s not perfect, and that’s okay.
As I head home, I pass by the old church on the corner of Haharina. It’s beautiful, especially at sunset. I take a moment to breathe it all in. Tomorrow’s another day, and I’m ready for whatever Pulyny throws at me. Bring it on!