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We decided not to trick-or-treat n our own neighborhood. Too many kids I don't like and their parents. So, we packed the kids up and headed to the "rich" neighborhood.
David was a skeleton and Tyler was a giraffe. In the neighborhood there would be large groups of kids and their parents, the parents would wait on the sidewalk while the kids ran to the door. I tried my best to stay away from the big trick-or-treating groups, because I honestly don't like a lot of children. We were also pretty slow because Tyler was attempting to walk (and a two year olds legs aren't that long) and look in his trick-or-treating bag at the same time.
About an hour into our two hour Halloween journey, I started to get seriously peeved. While walking on the sidewalks and up the walk to the doors, large groups of kids would rush past us to get to the door first. Either that or they would wait directly behind us, not allowing us to get our little umbrella stroller out of the doorways. And the parents? Standing on the sidewalk conversing with each other, not watching their kids act like complete assholes.
Since when is it okay to run and rush past someone, especially when they have a young child and a stroller? they would practically knock us over while trying to get to the door first. I was taught that when a group was at the door, you waited on the sidewalk for your turn. What happened to that? And yes, a lot of times we would wait on the sidewalk when we saw a group coming to let them pass, and a lot of times the group was nowhere to be seen and would rush on us at the door unexpectedly.
And seriously, being the type of loud mouthed person I am, I really wanted to make a comment to the parents, or to tell the kids to wait their turn, but I wasn't about ready to ruin David's time by getting into an altercation with another parent.
Towards the end of our night, we turned on a street that was almost empty. When approaching the corner there was a group of teenage boys sitting on their skateboards with bags of candy. I was a little worried about them being bag-snatchers, or just plain assholes. When we were walking past them, Daniel started a conversation with them. He asked them how it was going, and if they got any good candy. They were really excited and exclaimed, "Oh yeah!" I then asked if I could have some. I was joking of course, and immediately laughed and told them I was kidding. One of the boys said, No, it's okay! Here! And threw me a Milky Way. I just melted... and I felt horrible about judging them. It was nice to see that someone taught those kids right.
So, the moral of the story is don't let your kids be assholes next Halloween (common courtesy and etiquette, anyone?) and bag-snatchers don't exist anymore. I mean, take the time to say hello to someone instead of ASSuming they are going to fit a stereotype. All in all, night was good and we have about 30lbs. of candy.
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