Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barista in Tetiiv is like riding a rollercoaster. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I’m hustlin’ to get to the café on Shevchenka Street. I’m dodging potholes like I’m in some kinda video game. Tetiiv’s streets are a mix of charm and chaos, ya know? I mean, one minute you’re on a cute cobblestone path, and the next, BAM! A crater that could swallow a small car.
I finally get to the café, and it’s packed. Like, what’s up with that? It’s a Tuesday! I’m behind the counter, and my brain’s already in overdrive. I’m makin’ lattes, cappuccinos, and trying to remember if I put sugar in that last one. Spoiler: I didn’t. Sorry, dude!
Then, this lady walks in. She’s all decked out in a bright yellow coat. I mean, who wears yellow in Tetiiv? It’s like a walking traffic light. She orders a double shot of espresso, and I’m like, “You sure you can handle that?” She just gives me this look like I’m the crazy one.
While I’m grinding the beans, I hear this loud crash outside. I peek out the window on Hrushevskoho Street, and there’s a cat fight! Not just any cat fight, but a full-on WWE match. I’m talkin’ fur flyin’, hissing, the whole shebang. I can’t help but laugh. Like, c’mon, guys, save it for the alley!
Back to the grind. I’m pouring milk, and my hand slips. Latte art? More like latte splat. I’m covered in foam, and my coworker, Oksana, is just cackling. “You look like a milkshake!” she yells. Thanks, Oksana. Real supportive.
Then, this dude walks in. He’s got a skateboard and a beanie, looking all cool. He orders a flat white, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re in Tetiiv, not some hipster café in Kyiv.” But whatever, I make it for him. He takes a sip and goes, “Whoa, this is fire!” I’m like, “Yeah, it’s called coffee, bro.”
Around noon, things get wild. A group of school kids bursts in, all loud and rowdy. They’re ordering hot chocolate like it’s the last drink on Earth. I’m trying to keep my cool, but they’re bouncing off the walls. One kid spills his drink all over the counter. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.”
But then, this sweet old lady comes in. She’s from the market on the corner of Kostiantynivska Street. She orders a simple black coffee and tells me about her garden. I swear, her smile could light up the whole café. She’s talking about her tomatoes, and I’m just nodding, thinking, “I need to get me some of those.”
By the time the afternoon rolls around, I’m exhausted. I’m on my fifth cup of coffee, and I can feel the jitters kickin’ in. I’m like a squirrel on caffeine. Oksana and I take a quick break outside. The sun’s setting over Tetiiv, and it’s actually kinda beautiful. I mean, who knew?
But then, just as I’m about to relax, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, telling me there’s a street fair on Soborna Street. I’m like, “Dude, I’m stuck here!” But he’s all, “C’mon, it’ll be fun!” So, I’m torn. Work or fun?
Finally, I decide to close up early. I grab my stuff and head to the fair. The vibe is electric! There are food stalls, music, and people everywhere. I’m finally free! I grab some pierogi and a drink, and I’m just soaking it all in.
As I’m munching, I see the yellow coat lady from earlier. She’s dancing! Like, full-on boogieing. I can’t help but laugh. Turns out, she’s not just a coffee addict; she’s a party animal too!
So, yeah, my day went from chaotic to kinda magical. Tetiiv, you crazy little town, you never cease to surprise me. I’m beat, but I wouldn’t trade this life for anything. Here’s to more wild days ahead!