The Hate Hour
Well, several hours really.
It's halloween. I hate halloween. At other times of the year, aggressive beggars are arrested. But tonight it seems is an exception, and it's perfectly OK for children to go around demanding goods with threats of violence or property damage.
So, I'm doing my bit to stamp out this hateful habit that we've reimported from the colonies. Score so far: one small child running away crying.
- me: did your mummy help make your costume?
- brat: yes
- me: it's not very good is it