I am turning into a curmudgeon

The doorbell has been ringing since about 6. Lots of little Ninjas, witches, and one adorable princess.

On the other hand, I also seem to be besieged by kids who are taller than I am. The offerings at my house are rather pathetic. (Skittles, since I have learned the hard way that the bite-sized Snickers I buy “for the children” do not ever seem to make it into the treat bags.) Still, if they’re willing to put on a mask, I’m willing to play along.
But just now there was a 16-year-old with no costume. He thrust a plastic Ziploc bag in my face … but he couldn’t be bothered to get off his cell phone to speak to me.

6 thoughts on “I am turning into a curmudgeon”

  1. You are not a curmudgeon…I have the same rules at my house…if you put in the effort, and are not old enough to buy beer, you get the candy. If you don’t, you keep on walking.

  2. I think I must have had the same kid Kris! LITTLE ziplock bags! How pathetic that they can’t even don a costume.

    I gave three girls that were about the same age but in costume my customary candy bars and a milk dud, but the kids with no costumes I gave just milk duds. I told them I thought they were lame for going out there without a costume and that it didn’t seem fair to everyone else. They shrugged their shoulders.

    I hope I didn’t react too strong, but I’m sorry, if you’re 16-19 you’re too old for trick or treating anyway!

    Most of the kids were great, and a couple just adorable.

  3. You a crumudgeon? I’m 25 and don’t answer the door. Its my candy.

    Can I just say that, though I agree with you, my senior year of college me and my buddies had a few too many and decided to go trick-or-treating in suits and sunglasses.

  4. Oh, it is such a relief to see that I am not alone in this. I think Bwana’s comment about not giving treats to anyone old enough to buy beer is one of the funniest things I have ever heard! I may start a movement for next year–no costume, no candy. Perhaps we can get some clever person to design a sign for people’s front doors. Hey, even a college kid who goes to the trouble of putting on a costume can get a pathetic pack of Skittles at my house. But just showing up? No go.

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