...But, not so much these days. Don't get me wrong; I enjoy seeing the little kids in costume, all excited and such. It's the amount of "kids" who aren't what you would consider "little" that bugs the s**t out of me. Look, let's call Halloween what it is: a sanctioned candy grab...door-to-door begging for sweets.
Here's a few examples of people who have come to my door, and whom I really don't wanna see/deal with on Halloween:
Most kids who have the suffix, "teen" in their age...that means, if you're already growing facial hair, don't come to my house, especially if all you're wearing is a sullen expression as you thrust a pillowcase towards me for a piece of candy. Go get a paper route or something and buy a bag of candy, will ya! If you do come by, I assure you that all you'll get from me are a few salt potatoes or some doggie kibble.
Grown women toting newborn babieswith mouse ears or Fairy antenna stuck to their heads...Honey, you're child isn't gonna eat this candy (no teeth yet) and you're not gonna shed those pregnancy pounds eating a handfull of M&Ms® & Reese's Cups.® Please go home, put the baby to bed, and stop using your child to shill for free sweets.
Carloads, yes, carloads of kids...veritable platoons of candy grabbers from waaay outside the neighborhood, storming my lawn & front door like a scene out of a World War II movie. Go away.
I know I may seem like some crotchety old guy...I don't care. I like Halloween parties, I like when people at work come in costume, I like little kids in costume. What I can live without is the rudeness, crassness, and the feeling of entitlement that people who are too old to beg door-to-door for a freakin' piece of candy exhibit on a yearly basis.
Okay, I feel better now.
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