Note that I have used the ever popular colon in this title...indicating that I am both very serious about this topic and there are more (hopefully many) to come.
As many of you may know, Halloween is my least favorite holiday...ever. I hate it even more than the Valentine's day I spent sitting alone in my dorm room eating Chinese food while the rest of my best friends were on dates with their boyfriends...or the Christmas banquet I went to as a seventh wheel. (Do the math...three couples plus me) Anyway, my point is...I hate Halloween.
This is how I view it: As a kid Halloween is awesome. You wear super great costumes (if you are me you got to be a Claire-ibu (like a Caribou, get it...?) and Albert Einstein...CHA-CHING!) AND you get tons of candy. Win win situation. Then, sometime in high school, the tables start to turn, you're too old to go trick-or-treating and too young to really party it up, so you end up spending the evening handing out candy with your parents...awesome. (or, if you're me...you spend the evening on a band trip...which always seemed to happen) Then college comes around and it's suddenly popular to dress as a slutty something (slutty lumber jack and slutty darth vader are some of my favorites that I've seeen) and get schmammered. Not really my scene. Combo this mess with my intense hatred for all things scary and you can pretty much chalk up the last two weeks of October as a loss for me.
So, my dear friend Justin has a differing view...in that he's basically obsessed with Halloween and spends more time than I care to know thinking about fake body parts and his dream of owning a haunted house conglomeration. SO naturally, when Justin heard about the opportunity to be an actor in a Haunted House, he jumped at the opportunity. AND when he heard about the intense shortage of people, he started recruiting and talking about it NON-STOP. So. After Justin texted me the number to call every day and promised me a pack of popsicles if I did it, I gave the guy a call and found my self at a meeting this evening for people interested in acting Fright Night at Jacobson Park. I. Don't. Know. How. This. Happened.
Well. Let me tell you, if you are interested in some good people watching...go to a meeting for people interested in acting in a haunted house. One of the guys running this deal was wearing creepy contacts and when his phone went off it legitimately played the Halloween theme song. I mean really...can you be any more stereotypical? Also. If I had a dollar for every facial piercing in the place...I wouldn't have to teach anymore...I can tell you that much. Also. There was an intense amount of black. I looked a little out of place...but what else is new?
So, part of this meeting was going through the haunted house with the lights on...this was legitimately interesting. The owner also talked to us in every room and told us all the inner workings. Also. Let me describe the owner for you: Blonde Dread locks, eyebrow ring, lip ring, beard, HUGE muscles and I'm ashamed to admit...oddly attractive. He also had all kinds of sweet lingo..for instance...Haunted House...shorten that to The Haunt...sounds much cooler right? Further also, there is no air conditioning in this place, so everyone's eyeliner and guyliner is starting to run and you can see the sweat beading up around this facial piercings...no bueno.
After the tour, we went outside again, discussed some logistics and signed up, which involved waiting in line and getting your picture taken. So. I guess I'm signed up to scare the crap out of some people come October. Apparently I also get to be trained in the art...this should be interesting...
Peace, Love and Creepers,
Claire
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