Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in Hawarden, right? This little gem in the UK, just chillin’ near the Welsh border. I mean, it’s cute and all, but today? Ugh.
First off, I had to rush to the office on The Highway. You know, the one that’s always busy? Yeah, that one. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging dog walkers and kids on bikes. Like, can’t a person just get to work without playing Frogger?
Anyway, I finally get to the office, and guess what? My boss, Mr. Jenkins, is in a mood. He’s all like, “We need those trial results ASAP!” I’m like, “Dude, chill. I’m on it.” But inside, I’m screaming. I mean, it’s not like I can just conjure up data from thin air, right?
Then, I get a call from a participant. This lady, bless her heart, is freaking out about side effects. She’s like, “I can’t feel my left arm!” I’m thinking, “Uh, that’s not good.” So, I rush over to her place on Station Road.
When I get there, she’s fine. Just dramatic. I mean, come on! I’m not a magician! But hey, at least I got to see the cute little café on the corner. They have the best scones. I grabbed one to go. Totally worth it.
After that, I head back to the office, and guess what? The fire alarm goes off! Like, seriously? I’m standing outside on The Green, waiting for the fire brigade, and it’s pouring rain. Just my luck, right? I’m soaked, and my scone is ruined.
Finally, we get the all-clear, and I’m back inside. But now, I’m behind on everything. I’m typing like a madman, trying to catch up. My fingers are flying over the keyboard, and I’m pretty sure I typed “Hawarden” like 50 times.
Then, outta nowhere, my colleague Sarah bursts in. She’s all excited, waving a flyer. “There’s a fair at Hawarden Castle this weekend!” she says. I’m like, “Great, more crowds.” But then she mentions food stalls. I’m in.
So, I’m trying to focus, but my mind keeps wandering to the fair. I mean, who doesn’t love a good fair? I can already taste the churros. Mmm.
But back to work. I finally finish my report, and I’m feeling good. I send it off, and just as I’m about to breathe a sigh of relief, my phone buzzes. It’s my mom. “Did you hear about the new café on Bridge Street?” she asks. I’m like, “Mom, I’m busy!” But she’s persistent.
So, I promise her I’ll check it out. I mean, how can I say no to my mom? She’s the best.
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I walk home, taking the long way through the park. It’s peaceful, and I finally get to unwind. I see the sunset over the fields, and it’s beautiful.
Hawarden, you’ve got your quirks, but I love ya. Even on a crazy day like today. I can’t wait for the fair. Bring on the churros!