Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Verkhniy-Rohachyk, right? The 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 an actuary. Yeah, I know, super exciting, right? But today, I had to meet a client on Haharina Street. I’m thinking, “Easy peasy.” But nooo, the bus is late. Like, really late. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, watching the time tick away. I’m about to lose it. I mean, c’mon, it’s not rocket science to run a bus on time!
Finally, the bus rolls up, and it’s packed. I squeeze in, and it smells like a mix of cabbage and something I can’t even identify. I’m crammed between this old lady who’s knitting and a dude blasting music on his phone. I’m like, “Dude, really? We’re in public!” But whatever, I just wanna get to my meeting.
So, I get off at Haharina, and I’m already sweating. It’s like a sauna out here. I’m walking to the café where we’re meeting, and I pass by the park. The one with the fountain that’s always broken. Seriously, how hard is it to fix a fountain? It’s like a symbol of hope that’s just… gone. Anyway, I finally get to the café, and guess what? My client is late too! Ugh!
I order a coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m sipping it, feeling a bit better, when my client finally shows up. He’s all flustered, talking about traffic on Shevchenka Street. I’m like, “Dude, we’re in Verkhniy-Rohachyk, not Kyiv!” But I keep it cool. We sit down, and he starts rambling about his insurance needs. I’m trying to focus, but my mind’s wandering. I’m thinking about that broken fountain again.
After the meeting, I’m feeling kinda accomplished. I mean, I did my job, right? But then I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, outta nowhere! I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, looking like a drowned rat, and I just laugh. What else can you do?
I duck into a little shop on the corner of Haharina and Shevchenka. It’s one of those places that sells everything. I grab a cheap umbrella, and the lady at the counter is super nice. She’s like, “You look like you need this!” I’m like, “You have no idea!”
So, I’m finally on my way home, feeling a bit better. I take a stroll down the main street, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually pretty good. I stop to listen, and for a moment, I forget about the rain and the craziness of the day. It’s just me, the music, and the vibe of Verkhniy-Rohachyk.
But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks my umbrella outta my hand. It flips inside out, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape. I’m like, “Seriously?!” The kid just laughs and keeps running. I can’t help but chuckle too. It’s just one of those days, ya know?
I finally make it home, drenched but happy. I plop down on my couch, kick off my shoes, and just breathe. Verkhniy-Rohachyk, you crazy little city. You’ve got your quirks, but I wouldn’t trade you for anything. What a wild ride!