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I wasn't going to bother saying anything but no one is on to RP today and my muse is being a bit of a bitch and not cooperating.
Therefore, I shall complain about my disappointment with last night's trick-or-treaters.
This is the first time in nearly a decade that I've had kiddos come to my house and then only twelve of them. Out of those twelve - one was a Gryffindor (sort of cute but there would have been a second handful of candy if he'd been Slytherin, just sayin'), one was a princess (in her winter coat, but it was cold and enough costume was sticking out that I got the idea) and five, FIVE, didn't even bother wearing a costume.
Five.
WTF?
Seriously, since when did it become okay to go from house to house with a garbage bag demanding candy and not even bothering to slap some mud on your face and pretend your one of the living dead? And these "kids" weren't even polite about it. "Gimme a Hershey" "Gimme" "Gimme". Erm... no.
Actually, I gave them a handful apiece anyway because I'm diabetic and love me some chocolate and I needed to get rid of the stuff so it wouldn't tempt me at two am. "Miah, come eat us.... we're tasty! Ohhhhh." Cause chocolate does that, you know.
Therefore, I shall complain about my disappointment with last night's trick-or-treaters.
This is the first time in nearly a decade that I've had kiddos come to my house and then only twelve of them. Out of those twelve - one was a Gryffindor (sort of cute but there would have been a second handful of candy if he'd been Slytherin, just sayin'), one was a princess (in her winter coat, but it was cold and enough costume was sticking out that I got the idea) and five, FIVE, didn't even bother wearing a costume.
Five.
WTF?
Seriously, since when did it become okay to go from house to house with a garbage bag demanding candy and not even bothering to slap some mud on your face and pretend your one of the living dead? And these "kids" weren't even polite about it. "Gimme a Hershey" "Gimme" "Gimme". Erm... no.
Actually, I gave them a handful apiece anyway because I'm diabetic and love me some chocolate and I needed to get rid of the stuff so it wouldn't tempt me at two am. "Miah, come eat us.... we're tasty! Ohhhhh." Cause chocolate does that, you know.
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And those three were the greediest of the whole night. But I felt bad for them, because their mother (who was apparently going as "white trailer trash on her way to appearing on Springer") was standing on my driveway yelling at them to "Take ONE PIECE and get your butts DOWN HERE NOW!" I could hear her yelling at them all the way down the block, too. "When I TELL you to do something you DO it and don't mess AROUND blah blah BLAH blah blah."
So I felt bad for them because their mom was awful, but still, street clothes and walmart sacks? How much would it have cost to get three little plastic pumpkin buckets for the candy and a mask for each kid? They were selling Darth Vader masks for like, .99 at walmart a while back. Surely she could have spent the five bucks it would have taken to outfit her kids. Or what about the old "sheet with holes in it?" These kids were small enough that two of them could have split a sheet, I think.
The coolest costumes I saw were on the group that was too old to be begging for candy.