Night of the Living Brats

If I were employed, I would be a mall security guard. My high school counselor agreed. But since I'm an out of work bum, I'll just hold down the fort and let my roommate know when someone is at the door. It's the least I can do for him for fronting me some cash for food and rent. I think I earned my keep tonight though. Every five minutes or less I was on point barking right in his ear to let him know that trespassers were afoot. The constant vaulting off the couch got a little wearing, but all in all it was a pretty productive night.
I'm pretty upset with the direction that the new generation of kids are heading with their Halloween celebrations. Not to be cliche` with a bunch of "Back when I was a kid" jibber-jabber, but things were just different back then. We would put some real effort in our costumes, not go pick one of 4 different sizes of a Spiderman-suit off a shelf at Wall Mart. We would get in costume for the sheer joy of getting in costume, not to use it as a form of payment for the sole purpose of getting a sugar rush for two weeks straight. With all this talk of canceling Halloween celebrations at schools, it isn't hard to figure out why some folks are pushing so hard for it. They simply are tired of giving out their hard earned money in the form of individually wrapped candies to a bunch of lazy brats. Case and point: 2 groups of Tricker-or-Treaters rang the doorbell tonight not even wearing costumes. Had they been youngsters in need, I'm sure he would have responded differently. But seeing as they were cocky teenagers I was thoroughly pleased when my roommate told them that they weren't getting diddly without any costume as he shut the door in their face. The whole feeling of this holiday has been cheapened by the candy-in-hand transaction. I fear it won't be long until Halloween will become as useless as Sweetest Day. This kind of crap would never have flown back when I was a kid.