November 1st, 2006

Boo Humbug!

A month ago we got new neighbors; a thirtysomething couple moved into the apartment below us. I've met them once, briefly. They seemed pleasant enough.

Last night there was a scrawled sign taped to their front door that read "NO CANDIES SORRY!!"

This is the Halloween equivalent of "Bah, Humbug!", and I'm the Ghost of Halloween Encyclopedias. There were eggs in our refrigerator, and toilet paper and shaving cream in the bathroom. I was hurt on a deeply spiritual level, yet I managed to restrain my instincts.

Instead, I have opted to simply hate them through all eternity.