🧢 About Zdzich.
Operator. Pipe man. A stinker.
You won't find him on LinkedIn. He doesn't have TikTok, Instagram or even a decent email inbox. All Zdzichu has is a flip phone, a thermos of tea and a crooked sludge spatula that no one wants to touch.
He started working at the treatment plant in the years when the only thing monitoring the wastewater was his nose. Today, he knows the plant better than the schedule of stops to get home. He knows when the pump is rebelling, when the bacteria are depressed and which valve to kick and which one to kick back.
Everyday life?
First thing in the morning, coffee. Then a pusher. Then life. Between the grating and the biological reactor are his inner monologues - sometimes philosophical, sometimes vulgar, but always true. And it is from these that the "Zdzich's Diary" - An unusual record of everyday absurdities that really happened (or could, if someone described them).
Why does he write?
Because no one else writes about the people of the treatment plant. About the smell of life that stays on your clothes, even after two washings. About the fact that sewage doesn't lie - it will always show who throws in wet wipes and who tried to drain the floorboards.
Zdzichu is not a hero. He did not win the operator of the year contest. But he once rescued a drunken pigeon from a settler and to this day remembers it with fondness.
If you want to know what happens on the other side of the drain - read. If you are afraid - also read.
"It's better to know what's flowing underground than to be surprised later that there's a knock at the door."
- Zdzichu
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