Man, what a day! I swear, being a broker in Selby is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. You think you know what’s coming, but nah, it’s all twists and turns. So, let me spill the tea on this wild ride.
I woke up late, of course. Alarm? What alarm? I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find—definitely not my best look. Strolled down Finkle Street, and it was already buzzing. Selby’s got this vibe, ya know? Old buildings mixed with new shops. Love it. But I was late for a meeting at the Abbey. The Selby Abbey, man! It’s stunning, but I was too frazzled to appreciate it.
So, I’m rushing, dodging folks on the street. I swear, if one more person stops to chat about the weather, I’m gonna lose it. “Yeah, it’s rainy, mate. What’s new?” Anyway, I finally get to the Abbey, and guess what? The client’s a no-show. Classic! I could’ve slept in, right?
But then, outta nowhere, I get a call. It’s my mate Dave. He’s like, “You won’t believe this!” Turns out, he’s found this amazing property on New Lane. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in a meeting!” But he’s all hyped up, and I can’t help but get excited too.
So, I dash outta the Abbey, and I’m sprinting down the street. I pass the Selby Market, and it’s packed. People haggling over veggies and stuff. I love that market! But I can’t stop. I’m on a mission.
Finally, I get to New Lane, and wow! This place is a gem. It’s got character, ya know? Old brick, big windows, and a garden that’s just begging for a BBQ. I’m thinking, “This could be a goldmine!” But then, I see the price tag. Ouch! My wallet just cried a little.
I’m standing there, contemplating life choices, when I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some bloke just knocked over a whole stack of crates. I’m like, “Seriously, mate? Can’t you be a bit more careful?” But he just shrugs and walks off. Typical Selby, right?
After that chaos, I head to the pub on Market Place. Needed a pint to calm my nerves. I sit down, and the bartender’s like, “What’ll it be?” I’m like, “Just give me the strongest thing you got.” He laughs, and I’m thinking, “At least someone’s having a good day.”
While I’m sipping my drink, I overhear this couple talking about the Selby Canal. They’re planning a boat trip. I’m like, “That sounds fun!” But then I remember I can’t even swim. Classic me, right?
Anyway, I finish my pint and head back to the office. I’m feeling a bit better, but then I get hit with a wave of stress. Emails piling up, clients calling, and I’m just one guy! I’m like, “Why did I choose this job?” But then I remember the thrill of closing a deal. It’s like winning the lottery, but with more paperwork.
As the day winds down, I take a stroll by the River Ouse. The sunset is gorgeous, painting the sky all sorts of colors. I stop for a sec, just to breathe it all in. Selby’s got this charm, ya know? It’s chaotic, but it’s home.
So, yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Selby, you crazy little town, you keep me on my toes!