This container holds about 100 + treats for the Halloween beggars that come around every October 31st. That is usually the amount that is required to satisfy the number of children we get on a typical Halloween night.
They started early this year. Maybe they heard that rain was coming. The very cute princesses came first, with mothers lurking in the background. What sweet little darlings most of them were. As the time progressed, the older children came, usually with adult supervision just out of sight. But then came the young adults who are way to old for this little charade, running from house to house, monster sacks already full to the brim with colourful wrapped sugar. I'm sure some of them were older than sixteen. There was one very large group of kids that had, hidden in its center, a suspicious looking character. He was a short fellow who had on white pants, a white short sleeved T-shirt, and a white plastic shopping bag over his head with a hole cut out for his face. As he came forward, just as I was dropping a Snicker's bar into his large loot bag, he said, "I'm the bag man". It was only then that I realised he was about 50 years old. I watched through the glass window on my door and as the kids headed down the driveway, he parted company with them, they went north, he went south. So he was not a parent or chaperon, but a 50 year old 'trick or treater'!
Is that worse than teens doing it? I think so.
Anyway, the kids came thick and fast tonight and about one hour into the feeding frenzy, I hauled out my secret stash because the original 100+ bin was empty. The 'stash' contained another 50+ mini bars, Coffee Crisp, KitKat, and Oh Henry. Ten minutes later they were gone. No, I did not eat them. I hastily made a big sign to put on the door "Very Sorry, We Ran Out Of Treats" I really don't know how many more would have come, but I do know that this is a record for us.
In the 'old days' this would have called for some mischief, but I don't think the kids today know what "Trick or Treat" really means. If they do, I may be in for some vandalism tonight.