Yay. Halloween.
Went to a haunted house thingie out at an old farm last night. As usual, I went as Shaun of the Dead, cricket bat and all, and as usual, I had to check in my bat at the entrance, since they don't want you bonking the actors on the head. They like to wander the line, hassling people to get you all nervous before you go in, and this year they decided to pick on a friend of mine who was dressed as Jesse from Toy Story, and they simply wouldn't leave her alone. This taaallll zombie dude in a corset really wanted her hat, and kept trying to snatch it from her head - he and his cohorts surrounded her and pestered her in the line for a good ten minutes, only leaving her alone when we entered the house. The rest of us figured that being hassled by creepy people with large knives is simply part of the experience, so we just put up with it - I mean, these weren't random whackos - they were actual employees working at the place.
The farm was creepy, but not really scary, and we made it through just fine - after exiting, I went to claim my bat, and Mister Creepypants ran past me shouting, "I'll get it!" So, he brings it over, then holds it behind his back, demanding my friend's hat in exchange. Once again, we play along, figuring this harassment is all part of the experience...but it goes on and on, and his associates come back, ganging up around her. She plays along, trading her hat for my bat, handing it to me, before trying to get her hat back...but the guy keeps saying "FAAAIIIR TRAAAADE!!" and walks off with it. We run after, and there is a long (another good 10 minutes) discussion about us wanting ALL of our property back, but he and his pals begin pointing their knives at us and telling us that if we try anything, we'll be missing our hands. Did I mention that this whole time, a security guard has been standing right there, just laughing his head off? She's near crying, so I trade my bat back for the hat and I tell her that it's time to go - it's obvious that security isn't going to help, and I'm not taking on three whackos with knives just to get back a $5 bat.
So yeah, last night we paid $75 to get mildly creeped out and robbed by knife-wielding crazy people. Gotta love Halloween.
The farm was creepy, but not really scary, and we made it through just fine - after exiting, I went to claim my bat, and Mister Creepypants ran past me shouting, "I'll get it!" So, he brings it over, then holds it behind his back, demanding my friend's hat in exchange. Once again, we play along, figuring this harassment is all part of the experience...but it goes on and on, and his associates come back, ganging up around her. She plays along, trading her hat for my bat, handing it to me, before trying to get her hat back...but the guy keeps saying "FAAAIIIR TRAAAADE!!" and walks off with it. We run after, and there is a long (another good 10 minutes) discussion about us wanting ALL of our property back, but he and his pals begin pointing their knives at us and telling us that if we try anything, we'll be missing our hands. Did I mention that this whole time, a security guard has been standing right there, just laughing his head off? She's near crying, so I trade my bat back for the hat and I tell her that it's time to go - it's obvious that security isn't going to help, and I'm not taking on three whackos with knives just to get back a $5 bat.
So yeah, last night we paid $75 to get mildly creeped out and robbed by knife-wielding crazy people. Gotta love Halloween.