In my last job they said one year we ewren’t supposed to wear Hallowe’en costumes. It wasn’t really a specific order, though, the way ot was worded, so I figured, the hell with it, and showed up in my Fred Flintstone costume, which I made myself.
My director leans into my office and says, “Rick, ummm, we didn’t think anyone would be wearing costumes today.”
I look at him and say, “Yabba dabba doo.”
I didn’t hear anything else about it the rest of the day.
Caregivers in mental wards wear costumes–nothing like crazy people to understand “amateur day”. 
And I did check out Target (Target!) and Algher is right! It’s dress up time in Skanksville! :eek:
I like homemade costumes anyway. I’ve made all my kids’ costumes (I’m working on a cardboard laptop now for #2 son’s “computer geek” costume). I’ve made Pokemon, a chess rook, a huge pumpkin treat bag, a tree, a pirate, prairie girl (not related to my praire woman–long story), a Lego, a medieval knight; a princess, a witch, a cheerleader, Harry Potter (made the robe), and who knows what all else. I love making costumes. None of them were skanky.
And plus, Halloween is COLD in lots of places! What are they thinking?
Bwah to RickJay–that’s perfect!
You could always borrow a page from the Addams Family movie…
<woman to Wednesday Addams> Who are you supposed to be for Halloween, dear?
<Wednesday> (who is wearing her normal clothes) “I’m a homicidal maniac, they look like everyone else…”
I work in a 24/7 residential care facility.
We have a party at work every year. It generally isn’t on the exact day of Halloween for reasons defying explanation. Everyone who comes to the party must be in costume, and those who are not must work their asses off on other stuff while everyone else parties. I came in this year on my day off, and took 350 photos of the party.
Everyone, and the families of our clients shows up. Very old people, and infants, and every age in between. The food is good, and plentiful, the costumes are pathetic to cool, and once and a while fantastic. Very PG, though, not anything more provocative than a girl in a cat suit. Various years I have come as Superman (including shaving my beard, and cutting and dying my hair on my lunch break), a fool in full Motley, a Scarecrow (with real hay), Death, Mummy, twice in drag, (once with the full beard, once as Carmen Miranda) Dayglow hippie suit, with fake joint, business suit, (for me, that is a dress up costume) Santa Claus, convict, soldier.
I never wear costumes at other events. No way. I don’t even want to think about doing that somewhere else. But every year, I do it there, and I have come to love the event. I am relentless with the new people every year. You either wear a costume, or you do scut work for three hours while everyone else parties. And we won’t thank you, either. Wear a costume, and bring food. And by the way, have a ball! It’s really fun. Our particular living group has done this for decades, and by now, the entire building joins in, including the guys who normally work in suits. (and they could skip it entirely without being missed.)
It’s a big deal. The biggest deal of the year.
In fact, it’s better than “Jail bait with Cookies” night.
Tris
Well, we’re allowed to dress up, but since we work in a “family” restaurant we can’t dress up as anything that might scare the kiddies. :rolleyes:
I almost wish we weren’t allowed to dress up - that would save precious me from being annoyed by the stupid lazy fucktoids who think a football jersey and jeans makes for a great Halloween costume. :rolleyes: :rolleyes: Put a lot of thought into that one, didn’t you fucko?
Can I wear a Charlestown Chiefs hockey jersey and say I’m a Hansen brother then? No?
Wet blanket.
And the sickening infantilisation of the adult world creeps on apace. Look at me, I’m wacky, vibrant and still a just a fun-loving kid at heart because I’m wearing a plastic witch’s hat from the $2 shop. If you still want to play dress-up, do it at home on your own time where the real grown-ups don’t have to watch.
I trust that you will disguise your voice and use the telephone from some other person’s desk when calling the guests to advise them they they should attend in costume.
I like what Wednesday Addams said she was. “I’m a homocidal maniac. They look just like everyone else.”
I’m pretty sure she said “serial killer” but I could be wrong. I have in fact cribbed that line before. I’ve also at jobs where I’ve been out said that I was dressed up as a heterosexual.
My hubby did that one year for a friend of ours’ Hallows party. We didn’t have time to come up with a costume for him, so he wore his usual jeans, t-shirt and boots. Everyone got a laugh out of it.
Of the several thousand people that work in my complex, there were a total of two people that would dress up every Halloween. They were let go in the last round of lay-offs. This was a GOOD thing.
Can you convince your bosses to celebrate National Gorilla Suit day?
Otto: You are the best fairy EVER! Your expression just kills me. It’s absolutely perfect. I’ve also enjoyed the heck out of everyone’s participation in this thread.
We are allowed to dress up TWICE for halloween. In my place of work, we have many, many girls in their 20’s. We have the usual slutty nurse, slutty fireman, slutty dorothy type costumes and frankly, my 39 year old ass, doesn’t need to be on display. However, I do have an absolutely fabulous fallen angel costume that doesn’t show a damn thing, beautifully. Rarely a week goes by that a customer doesn’t ask about my costume, or make a comment about a fallen angel.
Now if my stinkin’ house would sell so I can decorate again!
This is a wonderful idea. Just go on and on about how the owner of the company is the most pro-halloween-designs-his-costume-months-in-advance kind of person that there is and that it’s really expected that anyone coming to the office on Wednesday needs to be in a full blown costume.
I’m going to be a music pirate!
Yar.
Heh. I work at a costume shop (one that’s open year-round and specializes in hand-made period-correct theatrical-quality costumes). I can wear one any day of the year!
I work at a chemical plant. We have to wear protective clothing for safety – steel toe shoes, hard hats, safety glasses, long pants, long sleeves, at a minimum. With some processes, we get to put on extra gear.
I suppose people could dress up under their requried uniform – but fairy-winged costumes don’t survive very well when you’re wearing self-contained breathing air in an environmental suit. And I don’t think people would be comfortable with a guy in a gorilla suit unloading a tankcar of chlorine.
Well, I can dress up if I want to. But seeing as I work third shift in a factory, with only 8 other people, all of them men (me - girl) - I don’t see the point. Hell, even going with the old standby lazy costume from my childhood is out because I can wear my PJ’s to work any time I want.
I’ve been able to dress up for every job I’ve ever had. I only did once - last year. I was still working at Home Depot then. I went as a witch. The only reason I did dress up is because I found an awesome pair of shoes at the Halloween Outlet in Worcester MA and I really wanted ane excuse to wear them. I have to say the outfit turned out sweet. Unfortunately I don’t have any pictures so you’ll just have to take my word for it.
The adults loved the shoes. The kids loved my vulture and spell book. I found a vulture at a craft store. I used the wires on his feet to attach him to the top of my broom handle. I took the broom everywhere and I held it so that it looked like the vulture was sitting on my hand.
I wanted a cauldron for holding candy but I couldn’t find one that looked sufficiently realistic. So, I found this really cool faux spellbook. It opened like a real book but was a box on the inside. It looked like a real spellbook. I filled it with candy and squishy bugs and brains. The kids wanted the bugs and brains more than the candy.
I’m constantly amazed that despite my dislike for children and everything catered to them, I have always loved Halloween. I never liked going trick or treating. But, I love the decorations and the costumes. I liked dressing up at work because other than the 10 or so kids, in with their parents, it was a chance to have Halloween without the little brats.
Someone is not getting any of the full-size candy bars.