Our first inkling that this was a different sort of Halloween came when Jake answered the door for our first trick-or-treaters, and we could hear a very bass TRICK OR TREAT shaking the windows. Okay, that’s hyperbole, but the point remains we had an older crowd tonight. And I’m not talking high school students.
We live near Cal State Bakersfield. At least half of our trick-or-treaters were college students. And while I have no objection to feeding starving students (nor do I mind the sight of voluptuous trick-or-treaters), still, I was speechless when one young woman asked if I had anything microwaveable. Because, you know, we live in the dorms.
My first thought was, What, you want a Lean Cuisine? But I merely stammered something like No, all we have is junk food.
Only later did I think that I might have pointed out: Really no reason why you can’t microwave those Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups.
D.
i went trick or treating one year when i was in college, and got a heineken. i shit thee not. lol
See, I think they’re getting a bit old at 14. College students? Jeezus.
It would be an interesting experiment to send out college age females in costumes provocative and not, and see whether there is a correlation between skin and loot.
Also – our numbers were down from peak years, but we probably got 200, 250 kids. There were a couple of times when I stood at the door and blew through half a big salad bowl of candy when masses of 20, 25 descended at one time.
Joolz: good story 🙂
Dean: I’ve had nights like that — but not last night. Karen thinks it’s the World Series that kept folks at home.
I used to think it was bad when high school students came to the door, but college students pushes the envelope and just goes to show how bad the economy is.
Pretty nervy asking for stuff that was microwaveable.