Halloween 2019 nearly broke me of liking it. I blame the Mommies.
A few ywars ago, people in my little bedroom community adopted The Teal Pumpkin campaign. For those of you unfamiliar this is a way to let children with T1DM, T2DM, Chrones, and food allergies know you are giving away treats that are safe for them. A week or two before Halloween that year, some parents (actually more like the fatass grammaws) were complaining about their kids getting whatever was trendy when they should be getting chocolate batsd with caramel "like they give out in the good neighborhoods."
I decided after two years of parents femanding both the candy treats and the Teal Pumpkin treats "'cause it might be sump'n good" it was time to just give everyone a non-edible goodie and be donme with it. I put together a bag that had and three Japanese Godzilla stickers, a tiny Sanrio bottle of bubble stuff, and a Universal Monsters eraser. I made sure the neighborhood kids were covered and then gav e most ofthe remainders to all comers. It got a little crazy, with Mommies mrching upwith their kids and demanding extras.
I turned out the light when I thouht the last ToTer and Mommy showed up at 8:40-ish. As I turned off the porch light as she was walking away, she turned around, marched up t me and said her friend was in town with her kids and she told her about my house and to "NOT DARE TAKE DOWN THE DECORATIONS OR TURN OFF THE LIGHT." I ignored her and continued to disassemble my cute pumpkome town. Almost thirty minutes later, a Lincoln Navigator with Williamson County tags pulled up and an argument ensued between two very tired children and their mother. She had driven them all this way to have the BEST HALLOWEEN EVER and she was not allowed to Trick or Treat and they were giving away GOOD STUFF AND THEY HAD DARNED WELL BETTER GET OUT AND GET THEIR TREATS!!!
This was a grown wman throwing a tantrum over what probab ly cost less than a dollar from Oriental Trading,
Two very tired children reluctantly dragged out of the vehicle and muttered a a half-hearted "Trick or treat." As they got back in, she gave me a cheery wave and I threw a clod of dirt and mulch from one of my flower beds at her back window Pro-tip from anthropology school: Don't **** off the natives.
I hope she wasn't planning on making an additional run through East Nashville.*
See also: The Mommy who cornered me on Nov. 2nd, '95 bto see if I would decorate my proch because she's always taken her kids' Halloween pictures on my porch and I didn't participate that year, so I owed her or something. ** ****
*Hey Pretty Boy from East Nashville Bulldog 2007 Music Publisher: Nobody's Collecting On These Songs by Snider, Todd
** My father died earlier that year. Halloween was his thing and I wasn't in the mood.
***"Gee, Oscar! You're so good with kids! Why don't you teach?" THE MOMMIES!