Hollow Een

Today started off well, Mom and Martin picked me up at 9:00 and we went to church. It was the first time I had been in....in so long that I can't recall the last time I went. It was an interesting sermon about some guys from the book of Matthew....they had rice, no those were girls. Four girls with rice. The guys had money that was called something else that I don't remember the name of. Anyway, the general idea or moral of both these stories was "taking lemons and making lemonade". Probably the kind of stuff someone stuck in the bible to remind people that god is a heavenly father and creator, not a magical genie who will grant you wishes. Neither of the stories were very uplifting but they appealed to the realist in me. We sang lame songs then met new people in the congregation, ironically some were wearing Halloween costumes. Halloween costumes. In church. There were even witches, and devils. Proof enough that Topeka is just above the U.S.'s bible belt. Try that in Georgia, or heck even in Wichita and you'd probably be burned at the stake (why don't they say on a stake?.....Mmmmm steak). The highlight of my day came directly after church when we all went to Cracker Barrel. It was the first time I had been to Cracker Barrel in years. While shopping around in their quaint lil store I bumped into Lidsey, a girl I hadn't seen since middle school. I remember she had a crush on me because when ever we talked or worked together she mistakenly assumed I was flirting with her. Maybe I was, but it was probably on accident. I'm not the kind of guy who blatantly does that sort of thing. It was a mistake on her part but one I'm glad she made, she's really cute, kind of looks like Sarah Michelle Gellar. She came over and asked me if I remembered her and after a few seconds I did. Once I remembered I couldn't believe I had ever forgotten about her. I had pined over her all through 7th and 8th grade but once I discovered she had a boyfriend I backed off. I wanted to ask her out there in the store but I didn't, I assumed they were still together and if not with that same guy, someone like Lindsey certainly would have found someone else. Plus she was busy with being a waitress and probably couldn't be bothered with such nonsense. I always reason my way out of uncomfortable situations like that, but I suppose you can't argue with logic. I ate breakfast there which was delicious. I had maple pancakes, smoked sausage and orange juice. Then rushed over to Best Buy and worked from 11:00am, -7:30. When I got home I assumed we had no trick-or-treaters, which was okay because at Dad's we never plan to have any. Dad is gone vacationing in Colorado with his girlfriend which leaves just me and my uncle in the house. I was horrified to find out that we had received three visitors (a record for our neighborhood which is filled with old people) and each time he got up, went to the door and said "Sorry we don't have any candy." How idiotic! It would have been better to have not said anything at all and not get the poor kids hopes up. When the bell rang for a fourth time, my uncle, completely lacking in common sense, got up again. This time I cut him off and answered the door first. There was a small group of children, two boys one girl with their parent. They enthusiastically said "Tick or treat" and I dismally apologized saying that we had no candy to give, but if they returned later we would. I couldn't help thinking about how during the Halloweens of the past my brother and I would dress up go out to all the spooky decorated houses and collect tons of candy, passing other kids on the way. Then get home dump out our candy, sort it, trade it, and eat it while watching The Simpson's Halloween special. To think these kids couldn't enjoy that almost magical feeling I had as a child broke my heart. I hoped in my car and rushed down to the store and picked up several bags of candy. I returned home hoping to give it out but to my complete and utter disappointment no one showed up again. I was devastated, I felt like an asshole, and I hated myself for taking an already crappy Halloween and making it worse for these innocent kids. A customer in Best Buy told me he wasn't going to give out treats because no one else was. He said that he noticed over the years people put less and less time into the festivities. He was right, and even though I'm only 18 I can see the difference. It made me feel old, like some Babyboomer talking about gas prices. It also made me feel pathetic and empty. I looked out the window noticing only one other house with the lights on. The candy was outside eon the porch in a bowl. Sadly I turned off our houses lights opened a bag of Snickers and sat down on the couch to sulk. Those poor kids. This poor me.

My momment of zen-
Ashely: Hi!
Rose: Hey
Me: Hi
Ashley: Wow everyone works here!
Rose: Got any plans for Halloween?
Ashley: No I'm all partied out from last night
Me: Did you dress up?
Ashley: Yeah, I was a naughty school girl. It was so cold, I hardly had anything on!
Me: *getting an erection* o_O I wish I could have seen that!
Ashley: You can, I took pictures. Just need to get them developed.
Rose: Ha ha you're too much.

Old Comments

" I wanted to ask her out there in the store but I didn't,"

dude you should have, you sound bored and almost nothing is as exicting as women.
cube | Email | Homepage | 11.01.04 - 4:27 pm | #

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Ok. The next time I have a craving for smoked sausage or 18th century style rocking chairs I'll stop by. If she's there, I'll ask her.
lsob | Email | Homepage | 11.01.04 - 4:46 pm | #

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19th* probably closer
Anonymous | 11.01.04 - 4:47 pm | #