A little over three years ago, I entered into my pre-College dream job – Game Store Clerk. I worked at GameCrazy for three good long years, talking about games all day and playing when no one was looking. Of course, there was actual work to be done too, but just being able to have a decent gaming conversation with someone other than a few of my good friends was definitely the best part of the job. That, and being able to get to know a lot of really awesome people in the process.
Back in October, however, the company closed down approximately 60% of their stores – mine included.
Since then, my creative juices have stagnated and I hadn’t been doing much writing. I’ve been in my basement playing hours and hours of video games. Without meaning to my life, I’ve fallen into a pretty depressive funk these past few months. Not surprisingly, I found myself upstairs in my bedroom this morning at 4:30 AM cleaning because I was bored.
I never thought I’d say this in my entire lifetime: I’m genuinely sick of playing video games.
For now, at least. I’m sure when I find a new job that will change. I’ll go back to playing a rousing game of Modern Warfare 2 or Halo 3 every night after work to relieve some stress, but until then I’m going to go insane if I don’t get out of my house.
To top it off, Michigan suspended my driving license (for reasons too complicated to list here; it’s a hell of a story…) so I really can’t leave the premises. Now I know what it’s like to be under house arrest.
Until the time comes when I can venture out into the real world again, you’ll see a lot more updates.
Hopefully.
