Are all the scary movies I saw this weekend attracting this parade of weirdos coming through the office today? Is that why? Am I a zombie too, forged in darkness and immune to coffee?
I've just finished webbing up the office for the Spookyween season. (I wonder if it's confusing to the Chinese factory workers who have to bag up the fake spiderweb stuff for American Halloweeners. I mean, what is that stuff?)
Anyway, in honor of the season, I now commence a new Choose Your Own Harrowing Adventure!
You're sitting around the house on Halloween night. You didn't make any plans, thinking you would just hang around the house and rewatch some George Romero movies and maybe demolish a bag of mini Reese's. You settle in with a warm blanket over your knees. The wind howls outside the window in a satisfying way. Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It startles you and the mini Reese's go flying all over the place. "Trick or Treat!" you hear a chorus of pubescent male voices outside the door. Pushy kids must have seen the flickering light from the TV; you left your porch light off for a reason. And don't those kids sound a little too old to be doing this? Still, you've got that bag of smarties left over from the office party, and you'd rather unload them on some smart ass tweens than end up munching on them yourself. This is going to be a long night and George Evans puts funny ideas in your head. Do you
A) Open up the bag of smarties and open the door
B) Ignore them. Damn kids.
GO!
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