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After last night, I have HAD IT with Halloween!
Neighborhood kids - and their parents! - have ruined what was once my favorite holiday for me.
One boy told me, "Oh, I'm allergic to peanuts," when I offered him a Snickers bar.
So I offered him a Twixt instead, and he asked me, "Don't you have anything else? The Twixt bars are so small! And I don't like them that much."
I only had Snickers and Twixt bars; that's what I was giving out this year.
The same few kids have grown up coming to my front door, year after year - for twenty years - with TWO collection bags... "one for my sick brother at home".
Now that they're in their twenties themselves... isn't it time to quit lying to me - they haven't got a brother...
And isn't it time to quit trick-or-treating and stay home and give out your own candy to the kids?!
When the adults ringing my doorbell are bigger than I am - and I stand at 5'9" tall and weigh well over 200 pounds - I think it's time for me to quit giving candy out! Sheesh!
One mother had FIVE collection bags - but only one toddler with her. She claimed her other kids stayed home. Well, if they can't be bothered to go out trick-or-treating, isn't that a clear sign that they do not want the candy enough to go out and collect it?
I refused to give her more than three pieces of candy - and she cussed me out in front of a handful of kids (not hers) behind her... all of whom couldn't believe what they were witnessing.
Another mother came up to my door - no costume on, even - and stuck her hand out (no bag either), saying, "Can I have my son's candy? He's asleep in the car."
I wanted to shove the Snickers bar through her clenched teeth.
While there were about 15 kids who were polite and joyfully trick-or-treated at my house, and another 20 high school students who did the same... and while I don't mind the older kids if they are polite and bother with a costume... I felt so angry much of the evening that I am seriously wondering if I haven't gotten too old to enjoy Halloween any more.
Have I become a crabby old lady?
Am I as bad as the Grinch, now?
Worse, am I really mean-spirited - which is sinful?
Do I need to take this to Confession?
Is there something wrong with me?
Neighborhood kids - and their parents! - have ruined what was once my favorite holiday for me.
One boy told me, "Oh, I'm allergic to peanuts," when I offered him a Snickers bar.
So I offered him a Twixt instead, and he asked me, "Don't you have anything else? The Twixt bars are so small! And I don't like them that much."
I only had Snickers and Twixt bars; that's what I was giving out this year.
The same few kids have grown up coming to my front door, year after year - for twenty years - with TWO collection bags... "one for my sick brother at home".
Now that they're in their twenties themselves... isn't it time to quit lying to me - they haven't got a brother...
And isn't it time to quit trick-or-treating and stay home and give out your own candy to the kids?!
When the adults ringing my doorbell are bigger than I am - and I stand at 5'9" tall and weigh well over 200 pounds - I think it's time for me to quit giving candy out! Sheesh!
One mother had FIVE collection bags - but only one toddler with her. She claimed her other kids stayed home. Well, if they can't be bothered to go out trick-or-treating, isn't that a clear sign that they do not want the candy enough to go out and collect it?
I refused to give her more than three pieces of candy - and she cussed me out in front of a handful of kids (not hers) behind her... all of whom couldn't believe what they were witnessing.
Another mother came up to my door - no costume on, even - and stuck her hand out (no bag either), saying, "Can I have my son's candy? He's asleep in the car."
I wanted to shove the Snickers bar through her clenched teeth.
While there were about 15 kids who were polite and joyfully trick-or-treated at my house, and another 20 high school students who did the same... and while I don't mind the older kids if they are polite and bother with a costume... I felt so angry much of the evening that I am seriously wondering if I haven't gotten too old to enjoy Halloween any more.
Have I become a crabby old lady?
Am I as bad as the Grinch, now?
Worse, am I really mean-spirited - which is sinful?
Do I need to take this to Confession?
Is there something wrong with me?
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