Oct. 31st, 2008

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It's Halloween again. And despite the whole thing being apparently a much bigger event in America than it is in Britain, once again the turnout in our building has been lacklustre to say the least - we got in total one confused girl dressed as a butterfly, who was going around with her dad and took a significant amount of coaxing to even take a sweet from the bowl of them that I offered her. We exchanged a couple of bags of sweets with the superintendent and his wife across the hall, though.

The place where I work also held a Halloween event, where employees' children invaded the office and expected sweets for their trouble. On my way in yesterday I'd bought a positively ludicrous 90-strong bag of mini-packs of Skittles and Starburst for handing out, not knowing how much stuff it was traditional to have wheedled out of you at these things. The only person who had really made an effort among the workforce was our principal consultant, who had come in a pastel/white 80s prom suit complete with trousers stuffed into his socks and trainers with the tongues laced outwards, but it just wasn't quite outrageous enough to look like a costume and it just looked like he had a sense of fashion comparable to Jonathan Ross.

Meanwhile, my paltry excuse for a costume was a white hockey mask that I'd bought last year and that I was sure looked a lot more menacing before (though it does work quite well with my leather jacket, if I'm going for being the world's most smartly dressed serial killer). Unfortunately I was stuck on the phone listening to our clients installing a database during the first ten minutes, so I looked like a lost Jason Voorhees waiting for directory enquiries to tell him how to get to Crystal Lake. And when I did eventually stalk out of our partition and encountered a small girl dressed as a Trader Joe's shopping bag, she just looked up at me and asked "What the hell are you supposed to be?". I get the feeling that the effect would be a lot better were I slightly taller by a couple of feet.

Seeing as we're now starting a project for a financial company, though, seeing just how far the stock market's plunged every day is frightening enough as it is.

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