Does this happen in your neighborhood? Or is this just a southern phenomenon?
My Mister is in complete disagreement with me, but I have turned into an absolute curmudgeon over this. I find it rude.
On Halloween, since purchasing our house, we have teenagers - old teenagers (some pushing 20!) - show up at our door, no costume, nothing. Just ring the doorbell and stand there staring at us when we open the door.
The first year, two “boys” were in their early twenties! I was aghast!
80% of the time, they won’t even deign to say “trick or treat”. They just stand there looking at you as if you are supposed to magically know that you are to hand them candy because they are standing at your door on Halloween night.
I. am. sorry.
If you come to my door on Halloween night, wear a costume.
If you come to my door on Halloween night expecting candy, wear a costume.
If you come to my door on Halloween night expecting candy, you need to take the time out of your busy schedule to utter that magic phrase that communicates that desire by saying out loud to me, “Trick or Treat”.
If you come to my door on Halloween night, over the age of 14, in street clothes standing there mute and staring at me petulantly in expectation, you had damn well better hope my Mister opens the door, because if it is me there - this year, I’m closing the door.
Learn some manners.
If you are on my doorstep, asking for something from me for free, you damn well better be asking politely.
Learn some damn manners or get off my doorstep.
We love Halloween around here. I even go out of my way to buy regular sized candy bars. Not the fun sized, or even the rip off miniature sized candy bars. No way. I buy regular sized candy bars. I like being the house with good candy on Halloween.
But I expect common decency and I will not tolerate an attitude of entitlement. What you are entitled to is getting off my doorstep and taking your attitude with you.
Me handing you a candy bar on Halloween is simply not one of your constitutionally guaranteed rights. So, if you suddenly find yourself on the other side of my closed door this year, well … stand there for a minute and my Mister will probably run down and rescue you. Because I sure as hell am not going to tolerate this kind of rudeness any longer.
Phew. OK, I think my vent is over.
This just really pushes my buttons, can you tell?
The little kids that come to the door are so precious and so gracious too. They are so excited about their costumes and each one of them has always wanted to tell you exactly what they are and squeal in delight when they see that candy bar go into their bags. And the little kids in costume always always chant in unison a combined Thank You as they run to the next door. So adorable!
The big kids without costumes are surly, as if they know that they are pushing their luck. And you know, if they were being silly and getting into the spirit of things - wearing a costume and joining in on the fun, I don’t think anyone would begrudge them the fun of the moment. I certainly wouldn’t. Heck, we still dress up and have our annual party. We make our guests dress up and attend in the wildest costumes imaginable. We get into the spirit of the holiday. We answer the door on Halloween night in costume, no less.
It is the no costume, no comments, no speaking, just- hand- me- the- free- candy- you- bought- with- your- hard- earned- money- and- I’ll- walk- away- with- no- acknowledgment that I am completely over.
So, this year, I’m making a new rule.
No costume. No candy.
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