I don't know about you, but I find Halloween sort of confusing. I mean, when I see a grown man wearing a Darth Vader mask and boxer briefs underneath a cape (true customer yesterday) am I supposed to just think that's alright? Am I just supposed to refill his ice tea and not stop and say, "Um, those boxer briefs are really leaving nothing to the imagination, so if you wouldn't mind..." I just don't get it. How come boxer briefs in public are okay yesterday, but severely taboo today? It just doesn't make sense.The other aspect of Halloween I find very confusing is that the whole day you find yourself wondering, "Now are you dressed up as Harry Potter or are you just some little English Guy who ran into a glass door when he was five?" (Again, true customer from yesterday.) Seriously, all this confusion creates some awkward situations. For example, I almost said to one woman, "Man, I love the deranged look you have going today. Are you supposed to be an escaped schizophrentic from some psychiatric ward?" (Turns out she just needed some coffee and food and then the deranged look went away.) Or the actual slip I made when I said to a kid, IN FRONT OF HIS MOM, "Are you a zombie?" (In my defense, he was so immersed in his mom's Ipad he didn't even notice when I brought his food out.)
Anyway, Halloween, you and I have had some good times, but on whole I just don't get ya.
