So here I am in my cubicle getting the shit depressed out of me as usual, except as an added annoyance co-workers are "celebrating" Halloween. The three "costumes" I've seen so far are as follows: pajamas (actually just sweat pants and a t-shirt), hunting camouflage, and doctor's scrubs. Words... they fail me. I bet I will soon see other favorite non-costumes such as the sports uniform and the rainbow-colored wig.

Later this afternoon, fully grown adults will go cubicle to cubicle trick-or-treating and then proceed to harrass me for not providing their fat fucking asses with candy. Maybe they're right. Maybe I should get more into the Halloween spirit. Yeah, how about I dress up as a mailman and go postal?

For the record, I like Halloween. I even dressed up for it at my previous workplace. The people there were cool. They wore actual costumes and didn't beg for candy. Once I went as the Hamburglar. The mask I wore over my eyes limited my peripheral vision. So when I told a friend, "If I were a porn star I'd be the Furburglar," I didn't see the female co-worker to my left. Luckily she only laughed at me. If it happened here I'm sure I'd be clearing out my desk due to alleged sexual harrassment.

So Happy Halloween, everyone. If you need a (non)costume idea you can go as me, the disgruntled, passive-agressive, powerless, office peon.

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