There's a day care close to the office I work at, and on Halloween every year they march the little kids down the sidewalk to trick or treat at the offices nearby. We all know they're coming and stock up on treats for them.
Everyone in our office
dressed up for Halloween this year. I've been a cowgirl all my life and
had worked on a cattle ranch for six years when I was younger. So
Halloween is the one day I can wear my "real clothes" to work - cowboy
hat, western shirt, wild rag, jeans, oilskin duster, cowboy boots and
spurs, and a rope slung over one shoulder and across my chest like a
bandolier.
One of the young mothers stopped to get candy for her tiny little baby (and we know who will be eating the candy), looked me up and down and said, “Oh, you must really love Yellowstone”. Thinking she was talking about the national park I gave her a funny look and said, “Oh, I haven’t been there in years”.
She looked at me like I was stupid and said, “The TV show...”. I told her I’ve never watched it, and she said, “Really? Because you’re dressed just like them.”
I laughed and said, “Honey, I’ve been dressing like this since I was 14 - they’re dressed like ME.” The guy with her had a good laugh at that, but she apparently took offense and gave him a nasty look. I’m sure he got an earful later.
Some people have NO sense of humor...
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