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Category: Holidays

Even during the holidays, customers don’t seem to take a break. With that many extra light-bulbs around you’d think a few extra would appear above their heads?

Giving Haunted Houses A Good Name

| Williamsburg, VA, USA | Holidays, Theme Of The Month

(I am working weekends at a popular amusement park in one of the haunted houses. My scare is to run out of the shadows and strike a wall while screaming whatever I want, within reason.)

Me: *striking the wall* “YOU’LL BE ONE OF US SOON!”

(The girl at the front of the group screams and I hear a familiar laugh, as I reach my reset position I realize that she is being held back by a kid I’ve known his entire life. So I decide to do a second scare.)

Me: *striking the wall again* “DON’T LAUGH,  [Friend’s Nickname]! I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE!”

(He screamed and bolted through the rest of the maze.)

The Lesser Known Brother

| OH, USA | Holidays, Theme Of The Month

(I work for an upscale, quirky, grocery chain, and they encourage us to dress up for Halloween. I have a full Indiana Jones outfit: fedora, jacket, bullwhip, satchel with a gold idol. A tipsy-to-drunk group of college kids came in to resupply, and one of the frat bros points at me.)

Bro: “It’s F***ing Idaho Jones!”

Halloweird

| CA, USA | Family & Kids, Holidays, Theme Of The Month

(I work at a bakery located in a mall. Since we’re considered a “family mall” we have a lot of events for kids, like all day trick-or-treating on Halloween. My first Halloween they have me handing out candy to long lines of waiting kids and parents. A mom and dad with their baby come up.)

Me: “Here you go!”

(I hand the baby a piece of candy and the mom snaps a picture. I smile and say goodbye while going back to handing out candy to the other children. A few minutes later they come back, gesturing towards their baby.)

Me: “Oh, ma’am, I can’t give out more than one…”

(They just smiled and nodded at me and didn’t say anything, just looking at me and then back at the kid. At that point I was pretty sure they didn’t understand a word I was saying. Suddenly, they stuck the baby next to my head and the mom snapped another picture. They smiled and left, very excited. I guess I was baby’s first trick-or-treat. I like to think that in a few years when the little girl looks back, she’s going to have a good laugh at the confused look on my face.)