I have been blessed and spooked by my temp job at The Halloween store.
My first observation – My God! What kind of world do I live in? There is absolutely nothing anyone needs to buy in this store and yet people are. I bought my fair share today on 50% off day.
Want to know what people got? Rick Grimes. I have never seen Walking Dead and probably never will but I know what he wears.
I wish I had come up with that caption but I am too uninformed.
Most asked question: Do you have the mask from (fill in comic book/horror film/cosplay which I ( the writer) have never heard of). Describe it as a kind of a white mask. My answer to this is, ” I heard they have him at Hot Topic downstairs.”
Oh another most asked question, “Does my butt hang out of the back of this, ( fill in your choice of nurse, soldier, convict, policewoman, first mate outfit)?” My answer: “You can wear leggings.”
Scariest question: ” Do you have a Slender Man costume?”
Looks like me and my father
What did I buy? I bought only things I could wear on a regular basis such as some lovely red dalek knee socks and a waist cincher that turns any skirt into a pirate/peasant/hippie dress. I also got a Pirate over the shoulder bag which will be my new go to bag for when I just want to carry my id and a key while riding my bike or on board a leaky boat, (it’s 100% plastic, thus waterproof.) I dressed in my own private pirate wear for Halloween. One of the basic pieces is a pair of bright red balloon pants I got in Paris. Some times people are confused because it is not the sexiest of pirate looks. I tell them that middle aged pirates are meaner.
The hair scares young people to death!
I got some funny items to use for dramatherapy which is another one of my work identities. These costumes are silly so that individuals and families can have fun with their issues. They are easy to characterize and don’t take much fit. Best of all they were free discontinued items such as The Annoying Orange, and Framed art work into which you can put your own head such as a self portrait of Van Gogh and American Gothic.
I made my own costume for a party I went to. I tried to think of the thing most everyone fears the most. Gluten. I wore all tan, drew on an eye mask, taped the title “Gluten girl” on my tee shirt, used an old sheet for a cape, wore brown stockings and carried a loaf of bread. Two people immediately announced that they were Celiac ( about 1 in one hundred are) and the majority of the rest admitted they were gluten intolerant. It wound up that the minority of people at this event could actually eat gluten. I persisted in hitting all the gluten haters with my loaf of bread until they laughed. I could have come as halitosis or herpes and started fewer health related discussions. Gluten freeness is the new Stay Free Mini pad.
I love how I look bloated with carbs here
Did I mention I have half a pizza box on my head as a helmet?
Now let’s show you a really scary picture. I was hiking up a mountain with some friends the other day. It was very misty and we couldn’t see much. We thought the climb would be worth the view on the top but the view was like this.
This was actually the furthest we could see on the whole trip.
But look what I got a nice clear shot of.
Clearly droppings from a bear who likes berries
On a happier note, The Halloween store provides a bit of joy and laughter to the world. There is an ice rink in the mall where I saw a fine adult skater wearing one of our “Ollie the Ostrich” costumes which makes you look like you are riding on the bird’s back. It made me proud.
Three cheers for goofy people!