Once, back when I was teaching, I had a fairly early morning statistics class on Halloween. Nobody was quite up for the costume thing at that time of day–except for one girl who was a bit of a card. She dressed up as the Reaper and sat at the back of the class of otherwise normally dressed kids. It was quite surreal, but probably representative of the way most students feel about statistics class.
ONly one person dressed up in statistics class? Man, what are the odds of that?
I’m not sure I’d care to wear a costume to work, myself (especially not if it were an enforced thing or if I worked with the public), but I love grown-up Halloween parties.
I’m Harry Potter this year, and kung fu lola is a milkmaid. (She looks awesome in her costume – she’s just spilling out of it. The boy I’m dating has a little crush on her now. She’s wearing it to work, too.)
We had a bunch of people dressed up at work today - it really was fun. People were all chatting with people they didn’t know, stuff like that. I was amazed at how simply adding a cloak to my normal work clothes turned it into a costume - great bang for your buck there!
I work in the computer games division of a educational toy company. This last year, the lead product scandal that’s swamped Mattel has been sending ripples through the rest of the industry, even those (like us) who haven’t had any issues with lead in their products. The general reaction has been a mixture of schadenfreude (over seeing one of our biggest rivals getting so throughly buggered) and frustration (at the way Mattel’s troubles are driving down toy sales across the board). So, for Halloween today, a few employees turned their cubicle into the "Lead"el Toy Factory, complete with Barbie dolls with lead limbs (well, plastic limbs wrapped in tinfoil, shiny-side down) and puddles of molten lead (more tin foil) scatter all over the place. Not really a high-tech installation, but I love the blatant “fuck you, Mattel,” attitude of it.
There’s always one. I didn’t go through the entire list of possible careers that could be exceptions. One might argue that you are already in costume. We joked all day about how odd it was the all of us had chosen the same costume! :eek: 
I would love to see that! And if were on Halloween, I’d think–good on him; finding some fun and theater in his daily life. YMMV.
Otto-wear those devil horns with pride.
Miller–that is hysterical! I wish I had thought of Reynold’s Wrap Barbie when I was a kid–all I did was throw her off the roof.
Oddly, when I stopped by the Comic Book Store on my way home, they tried giving me grief about no costume, etc. When I explained the gorilla-unloading-tankcar problem, they concluded it was cool anyway, since I was obviously just there waiting for my chemical accident so I’d get superpowers.
… I didn’t want to ruin their day and tell them that the last chemical accident I had ~15 years ago, just gave me pneumonia.
Also, this anecdote really has no point.
Totally off-topic but related aside: I stopped playing with Barbies one day when I was eight years old, after I pulled a Barbie doll’s head apart and found out there were no brains inside. (No, really.) So, somehow, the idea of a poisonous, lead, flying-off-the-rooftops Barbie doll supervillain appeals to me.
See, now there is where you and I differ. I would definitely wear a costume to any Comic Store, no matter the day of the year…
(just giving you a hard time–no hard feelings)
I’ll admit it – I’m lucky. My company actively supports dressing up in costume. In the afternoon, we all break for half an hour for a costume-judging contest, complete with cash prizes (eg $200 for best large group). I didn’t win for Funniest (goddamn store-bought costume won. Yes, I’m bitter), but a manager told me she was glad I was “covered up” to hide the fact that I had enormous balls.
Me as Fairy (“The Upgrade Fairy”).
AWESOME.
It’s been done.
I got exactly two reactions the entire day. One as I was literally walking out the door, someone giggled appreciatively. And earlier in the day as I was walking past the department manager he muttered to the person he was standing with “don’t even look at him.”
Costumes I’ve worn at work:
Captain Kirk (complete with crew, unfortunately the Kelvins had turned them into those little foam polyhedrons)
British officer from the Indian Army circa 1882
The Witch King of ngmar
Darth Maul
Captain America
Baron Von Radium
Nosferatu
Sherlock Holmes
RoboCop
the Batman
so… in your face!
I hold down the other end of the Bell curve.
This year, since we were not having a contest, and they told us to bring our costume and change into it (new office) my team decided to be “Men In Black” which looks appropriate anyway. Ha!
Yes, and unlike most celebrity standups, it’s actual height and weight.
Not to mention depth.
Physically and mentally. Wow. That cutout of yours may actually be Paris Hilton! :eek: