Halloween does nothing for me. Absolutely nothing. So, I never buy candy to hand out. After all, I live in an apartment complex and I wasn't really expecting any kids to show up. They didn't last year, so why would they now? I came home after a long day and I was trying to calm my nerves as I chatted on the phone with a friend of mine when I hear a tap tap tapping on my door. I had already been laughing and talking all out loud, so I felt kind of badly about just ignoring them. I hopped up and went into my kitchen wondering if maybe there was something I could drop in the bags of the kiddies who had thought to stop by my door...not such a good idea--heading into the kitchen. I mean, I hadn't bought any candy and the only thing I had in my cupboards was cans of vegetables, a big bottle of olive oil, some old ass Sunchips from one of those variety packs I bought about 9 months ago and various other sundries when I remembered. There, sitting on the top shelf was a big box of microwave popcorn.
I told my friend, "Girl, I found something! Some microwave popcorn!" She said, "I don't know about that one Sugar. You're gonna give them some microwave popcorn?" I told her, "Hell yeah! It's individually wrapped and this is healthier than some old sweet candy anyway." So, I grabbed a few packs and sprinted to the door. I threw it open and they had already started to walk away when they realized I had opened the door. So, they all doubled back--the Wicked Witch, Spiderman and Spongebob and pushed their bags in front of me. I smiled foolishly and told them, "I don't have much guys, but here you go!" The Wicked Witch looked in her bag in disbelief, smiled politely and said, "Thank you." I quickly closed my door, picked up the phone and told my girl how it went. She was laughing as if some shit was funny. I thought I'd just done a great thing, giving them popcorn instead of snicker bars and such!
That is until I went back into the kitchen and lifted the box to see just how old that popcorn was. The box read, October 2 2006. Damn.... Oh well! I'm a single woman and it ain't gonna kill them. Buying candy for trick-or-treaters was the last thing on my mind on a Hump Day in which I wasn't going to be doing any humping. They need to be glad I didn't throw some cans of cream corn in those bags!!! --SUGAR















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