Who else wants to throttle those girls behind us??

So, my favorite holiday is Halloween. Not because we get to dress up in slutty outfits or indulge ourselves in massive amounts of chocolate and not feel terrible about it. No, it's because of the haunted houses. Call me crazy, but I LOVE being scared. I love the adrenaline rush and not knowing when something or someone is about to scare the living shit out of you. So, this Halloween I was looking forward to terrors at Hammond Castle's, Castle of the Damned. Sounds scary, right??

I went with a good friend of mine, Meredith, who was a lot more nervous than I was. As we arrive at our destination, we get in line, only to find ourselves at the mercy of a group of teenage girls giggling and screeching at every movement made. That's right, its THEM! Those girls that you never want to be in front of or behind. They are the most annoying girls in the whole entire world, and you wonder how in the world you ended up less than two feet away from them.

Well, we are in line with them for a good half hour listening to them talk about boys, how scared they are, how they wish the line would move faster, texting, why there weren't more guides, how they think the tour guides are dressed funny. (ok can we be clear that it's Halloween, and the tour guides are dressed up as zombies! its part of the act girls!) This goes on and on and on and on. As we are waiting in line, a woman comes out and starts reciting stories that have happened on the premises. How there was a mental institute on the land before the castle was built, how Mr. Hammond (the owner and builder of the castle) loved to play tricks on his guests, and how his remains were recently moved to a plot next to the castle. At this moment, one of the girl shrieks out, "He's only 500 feet away from us? He is so going to come and get us!". The other girls giggle and then start mocking the woman telling us these stories. They start to complain a little more about how slowly the line is going, and at this point Meredith and I are ready to throttle them. We make a unanimous decision that we cannot be in the tour with these girls!! We know they will ruin the experience. (I am angry at them as I am writing this!)

Finally one of them yells out, "We so shouldn't have come today. It's taking forever and its not even that scary. I came yesterday and the line was so much better. What is going on?" I look back at her and give her the dirtiest look I could muster up and she doesn't say a word after (the power of a dirty look is amazing!). It was pure evil. I am surprised I didn't vocalize my annoyance or lunge at her, but I restrained myself. Turns out we got lucky and were placed in another group who had too few people in it. THANK GOD!! Because as we were going through the haunted house we heard them screaming and laughing the whole way through behind us.

If I were to ever encounter those girls again, I don't know what I would do, but it would be shameful and awesome!! I hope they tripped on something on the way through. I really do.

P.S. it wasn't that scary either. sigh.