Man, what a day! I swear, Aberdeen’s got a way of throwin’ curveballs. Woke up this mornin’ feelin’ like a champ, ready to tackle the lab. You know, the usual grind at the University of Aberdeen. But nah, life had other plans.
First off, I’m cruisin’ down Union Street, right? It’s like the main drag, full of shops and cafes. I’m thinkin’ about grabbin’ a coffee at that cute little place, Cup, but the line’s a mile long. Seriously, who knew caffeine was so popular? I’m standin’ there, watchin’ the clock tick away, and I’m like, “C’mon, people! I got science to do!”
Finally, I get my coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my lab assistant, Jamie. “We’ve got a problem!” she texts. My heart drops. What now? Turns out, some samples went missing. Missing! In a lab! I mean, how does that even happen?
So, I’m sprintin’ down to the lab on Elmbank Terrace, dodgin’ tourists and seagulls. Those birds are relentless, man. They’ll snatch your chips right off your plate! Anyway, I get to the lab, and Jamie’s lookin’ frazzled. “They were right here!” she says, gesturing wildly. I’m like, “Great, just great.”
We start searchin’ high and low. I’m checkin’ the fridges, the drawers, even under the desks. I’m feelin’ like a detective in a bad crime movie. “Where’s the evidence?” I’m thinkin’. Then, outta nowhere, I spot a box in the corner. It’s covered in dust. I open it, and boom! There are the samples! I could’ve kissed that box.
But then, just as I’m about to celebrate, the fire alarm goes off. Seriously? In the middle of all this? We all pile out onto the street, and I’m standin’ there in the cold, lookin’ like a hot mess. I see folks from the nearby pubs on Skene Street, laughin’ and drinkin’. I’m like, “You guys are lucky!”
After the fire drill (which was a false alarm, of course), we finally get back to work. I’m tryin’ to focus, but my mind’s all over the place. I can’t stop thinkin’ about how I almost lost those samples. I mean, they’re crucial for our research on the North Sea oil reserves.
Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes again. It’s my mate, Callum. He’s like, “You up for a pint later?” I’m thinkin’, “After this day? Heck yes!” So, I finish up at the lab, and I’m feelin’ a bit better.
I head over to the pub on Belmont Street. It’s packed, but I manage to snag a spot at the bar. Callum’s already there, laughin’ and tellin’ stories. We order a couple of pints of Deuchars IPA, and I’m finally relaxin’.
As the night goes on, I’m laughin’ so hard my sides hurt. Callum’s got this knack for makin’ everything sound epic. He’s talkin’ about the time he tried to fish in the River Dee and ended up fallin’ in. Classic Callum!
But then, just when I think the night can’t get any better, I spot a couple of old mates from uni. We start reminiscin’ about the good ol’ days, the late-night study sessions, and the ridiculous pranks we pulled. I’m feelin’ all nostalgic, and it hits me—this city, Aberdeen, it’s got a charm. The mix of history and modern life, the people, the sea.
By the time I stumble home, I’m buzzin’ with happiness. Sure, the day was a rollercoaster, but it reminded me why I love this place. Aberdeen’s got its quirks, but so do I. And honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So, here’s to another wild day in Aberdeen! Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.