Non vi preoccupate, non ho intenzione di parlare di un'altra festa, di un pomeriggio in spiaggia, di una partita a tennis, ma di qualcosa che non mi era mai successo prima.
Il tutto si è svolto nella giornata di ieri.
Il mattino sono andato tranquillamente al lavoro, dove tra le altre cose è stato assegnato a me ed ai miei colleghi un cospicuo bonus per merito dei mondiali di calcio.
Finito il lavoro, verso le tre, ho fatto visita ad un collega che è ricoverato in ospedale qui a Klagenfurt per un intervento ( tra parentesi, abbiamo fatto un giro nell'ala nuova e devo dire che è veramente impressionante al livello di funzionalità e pulizia ), e poi ho fatto un salto al centro commerciale, a spendere parte del bonus.
Fin qui, niente di speciale.
La pseudo-avventura inizia dopo, verso le sei di sera, quando I visited a friend's house who has just moved, and who needed a hand to mount a bloody Ikea dresser. The apartment where he now lives is quite nice, and in a nice area, quiet and yet close to the center. The chest
soon proved a death trap, especially for me, not so much taken for manual work. Just for the back, just to give you an idea, we had to plant 28 nails. With the hot weather these days, it was not just the best, but I had already promised to help and even offered me an ice cream. However, up to a certain point there were no particular problems.
Things have degenerated sharply when, at about seven and a half, I had the bright idea to take advantage of the terrace overlooking the garden fumarmi a well deserved cigarette. My friend, despite strong criticism of my bad habit, has unfortunately decided to join me on the terrace, and, going out, closed the sliding door behind him.
latter, much to our surprise ....., NO LONGER 'OPEN FROM THE OUTSIDE!
There were scenes of panic, thankfully, but I do not deny that we were a bit 'in difficulty. After ten minutes of fruitless, and in some cases pathetic, attempts to open, we are resigned to seek help the first person we saw in the garden.
latter very nice and helpful, tried to trace the owner, which, however, had gone a few days in Croatia (which I heard from my friend this morning).
Eventually one of the owners went to alert the fire brigade.
After about ten minutes, you are presented with the truck, complete with sirens (no sound, fortunately) and a crowd of children watched spellbound. Fortunately
two windows of the apartment were open, and then did not have to break anything. The lady who helped us and her husband we have a little 'consulate, saying that the thing has happened at least a dozen times, so we are not just stoned total.
Solved the problem, I worked another hour to finish the dresser, and then I went home, because I could not wait to take a shower and relax a bit 'in bed.
In Italy, I happened a few times to shut off, but I always solved without the fire.
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