Not that it was a bad market weekend. I did the best I have since Christmas. That being said, apparently my next-to-me vendor neighbor is a conspiracy theorist and couldn't resist sharing it with me constantly. He apparently thinks that viruses don't actually exist. That the gvt is doing mind control. That everything is a lie from everyone no matter what. Like it went on for hours. And it wasn't just this stuff. It was how he was never sick so it's not possible to actually get sick at all. That our food has been injected with mind control drugs. That it's not really possible to be fat (to put it lightly, I kind of am, he's not).
Man, I'm just here to sell soap, I don't care about this stuff and I'm not interested in conspiracy theories. I kept waiting for him to tell me that tin foil hats will keep government mind control waves from all our technology from entering your brain.
It was a very weird market weekend. And uncomfortable. I try to be nice to fellow vendors but... wow. I think I'll stick with the lady selling dog treats.
Man, I'm just here to sell soap, I don't care about this stuff and I'm not interested in conspiracy theories. I kept waiting for him to tell me that tin foil hats will keep government mind control waves from all our technology from entering your brain.
It was a very weird market weekend. And uncomfortable. I try to be nice to fellow vendors but... wow. I think I'll stick with the lady selling dog treats.