The Vendor Life 2 – Monotony and the Beast

I heard that depression leaves you not wanting to get out of bed, well monotony does that to me.

Working at the vendor is a hard thing for a writer. It doesn’t really bring enough new experiences past the first couple of weeks to keep you interested enough to engage your brain. I’ve tried bringing books to work, but often enough you don’t have time to sit and read while you’re dealing with customers. Now that winter has set in, the customers are becoming fewer and far between, which leaves me with time to read, but I find myself just not wanting to commit to any books.

I started to realize the monotony of the vendor life was killing me when I couldn’t remember how many days ago an argument with a customer happened, and I found myself saying “All the days kind of blend together here” before I could stop myself. It struck me like a bolt of lightning, and I realized that I’ve never spoken truer words. Sometimes I can work two shifts and it feels like I’ve been there for a week. There I am, blissfully thinking it’s Friday, when it’s actually Tuesday, because I seen the same people day in, day out, and I hear the same jokes, have the same conversations…It’s like Groundhog Day with a larger cast.

Aside from killing my creativity as of late, there’s been more and more anger around the vendor. Customers are becoming more belligerent, and oblivious. I’ve gotten into arguments, which lead to nothing in the end, with about twelve people in the last month and gotten no conversation out of about half the people who come in. That being said, saying nothing is better than an argument. I think this is the Winter Beast coming out of his cave.

I have a theory that nobody nobody likes winter, no matter what they say.

-3:15