The Grinch Who Stole Halloween
Yesterday, I took Morgan out for Halloween. Our apartment complex sent around some signs to put on doors if we were planning to hand out candy on Halloween. We put ours out, as well as a sign at the bottom of the stairs letting kids know that it would be worth their while to go up to the third floor. Ash made the sign using a nifty Harry Potter font.
Morgan had a Spiderman costume, which we bought about a month ago. He was pretty excited, and couldn't wait to get going. When I got home, the first thing he said to me was "Trick or treat?" His teachers said he was talking about trick or treat all day at school, too.
This year, it was my turn to take Morgan around, while Ash stayed home and gave out the candy. We got ready and started out on our candy trip. That's when I found out what a bunch of cheapskate sons of bitches our neighbors were. Morgan and I went to over one half of the apartments and buildings in our complex, and found only two places that were giving out trick or treat candy.
We didn't get to the other half of the apartments, because it turned out to be too much for Morgan. He was forgetting to say trick or treat at the doors. Instead, he tried to just walk in to the apartments we went to. The people didn't mind, since they were just happy that he showed up. He started to melt down halfway through our visit. So, at over half the apartments we visited, a grand total of two were giving out candy.
Bastards.
Anyway, let me know if I'm overreacting. I need some perspective on this.