Your worst TOTer!

Last year we had this group of kids (probably about 9-10 years old) come to our house. They rang the doorbell and I went outside to meet them. No one said "Trick or Treat," so I just waited there with my candy bucket. Finally I said, "Aren't you guys supposed to say something?" and they looked at me with confused faces. Then one of the parents told them to say "Trick or Treat" and I gave them some candy.

When they were walking away, one of the kids tripped and fell on the sidewalk, scratching his knee. He was hysteric, crying and screaming. His parent asked if we had a bandaid or something (even though the kid wasn't bleeding in the slightest). So the pair came inside while the group left. Ten minutes of screaming, bandaids, and wet towels later, the kid and his dad left and caught up with their group.

I don't mind the hysterics over tripping and falling, but how do you not know to say Trick or Treat?!

Sidnami said:

Ever have that TOTer that you didn't like? Did they insult you over candy? Did they mess with your decorations? Do you know that TOTer which makes it worse? Did someone stay too long or made things very weird? Feel free to post about it.

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2011.

I'm in this getup:



This was the first year we topped 500 trick or treaters, and it was starting to wind down towards the end of the night, but we still had a steady stream. For the first time, I wasn't free to wander with that many, but was out front managing a small queue line. Previous years, I've had easy on/off masks for kids that got too scared. This was the first time I had one that I am pretty strapped into.

I had managed to have fun with 99% of the children that night, by pretending THEIR costumes were real. Oh no, BATMAN! Being scared of the skeletons, bowing to princesses, etc. The kids all ate it up.

Group of teenagers. 13-14 come up. And one of them is being obnoxious. I thought he was poking fun and acting overly scared on purpose. No biggy.

But as his friends prod him and practically drag him closer, a string of profanity starts spewing forth. "What the $&%*$# movie is THAT from?" gesturing to me and the yard. His friends walk through, and he just sits out front just beyond the driveway lacing profanities.

His friends return, try to convince him it's not scary, and he just won't let it go, what movie is this from? It's all supposed to be fake from movies, what is THIS? So, I actually break character and tell him this is from no movie. It's all mine.

"Then take it off".

Nope. it doesn't come on and off easy.

More kids are coming, I'm trying to ignore him, his friends are trying to get him to move along, parents are asking him to stop swearing, I ask him to leave. He just keeps at the end of the driveway telling me to show him it's fake take it the %^&* off.

I'm at the end of my rope, so I walk over to the fence, where I had started the night before the need for a queue line. Reach behind, and pull out my (real) scythe. Walking back with the string of profanity laced taunting wafting my way, I cut a pumpkin in half as I reach the entrance, and he runs to the end of the street.

BUT COMES BACK and starts filling the air again.

We ended up with him under his bed, me standing at the end, looking under it, tossing him some candy and telling him Happy Halloween, his parents laughing up a storm. He hasn't been back.

We had some teens go through and went around the yard then again and then for a third time. The third time they were slow and spent time hovering in areas. As they passed us the 3rd time I told them I thought it was time they moved on, thanks for coming, see you next year. A fair while later a lady with 2 little children 5 years or less had gone through the yard and while we were handing out their candy she asked me about the boys out front being very rude. I talked to her about it, since we didn't have anyone out front at the time. She said some teens were out front saying they "worked" for us and were calling the ToTs names and filthy cuss words, even the youngest! I sent hubby around front, knowing if I sent our son (he was the "ringmaster" that year) who is very protective, out there, he'd get into a fight. The boys saw hubby coming and took off. I noticed I was missing a couple of things the next morning, nothing serious, a kid's plastic reaper scythe, for one. But when I drove around the neighborhood to retrieve my signs I found that the foam tombstone sign I had made was in pieces and strewn all over the road. I'm quite sure a plastic kid's reaper scythe was involved.

A "Haunted Woods" near me did not open this past October. They had been finding their "Manpower" from other organizations(For a "Cut"),the main problem was the" swinging
Drunks,hitting young teenagers who were "working " there as maybe a Parent or two watched their kid get punched!
Parents didn't like this very much,especially for "0" pay! I was told one hapless young girl got punched in her face twice in two seasons!
Both times getting her lip painfully caught in the metal-mouth puzzle they called "Braces"!
We hired one of their older employee/helpers and they were the worst employee we have ever had. Wouldn't follow instructions, ran off into the house for an hour or more at a time,we had no idea what they were doing or where they were,the whole time bothering our other helpers or just getting in their way so they would then not be doing what we needed THEM to do either!!
We had told this person what NOT TO WEAR,that was what they wore here! Totally messed up our scheme for how things were going to work!
Anybody trying to run any Haunt does not want,nor needs this kind of employee....but they were here, for one night.

Most of the "annoying" ones are the "I know how you made that prop" type. You know, trying to pay more attention to the "man behind the curtain" types. My worst however was a "KID" ( I only use this term because at 5' 9 or so I can only assume he had a glandular issue) who completely disrespected our efforts. He came to the door with no enthusiasm, shoulders slumped like he didn't even want to be there. Like he was conflicted about wanting to do this and feeling to grown up to do it. He knocked on the door, opened his bag and said nothing. I let it slide because there was no need to make him feel any worse. We make pre-made treat bags so all we have to do is put 1 bag in their bucket and not worry about who got more etc. I put the treat bag in his tote bag and he just walks off...saying nothing.

I was discouraged but hey, I don't know his struggle so who am I to judge.... That's what I was thinking until he stepped up to his mom about 20 feet away and said, "Another f*ckin treat bag, can we go home now?" It was all I could do to not run up to him, snatch back the treat bag and throttle the little s*it.

It's funny in reading all of these responses how unappreciative people can be, usually those that put out no effort to entertain the kids. How do people get to be that rude? And why do they want to make a scene in front of others? Do you ever count the amount of houses in your area that will even put out a few dollars to buy and place a pumpkin on their porch?

I had one bad trick r treator in 13 years of doing this at this location, he was about 10 and he decided he was gonna give tours to his buddies through my house...so he storms through the front door and says look at this dancing skeleton and he jumped up into the air and stomped on the knob to activate the skeleton. He missed the knob and just kept jumping on it to get it to start. Sorry...I walked over pretty excited and said>>>What are you doing, you're going to break that. He preceded to act like my son. Trust me it was crazy.

The next year he came with his parents in toe........now I know why he acts the way he does. They came through the spell and potion room and picked up almost every decoration on that table making fun of it and Throwing it back onto the table where it did not belong.With people like this if you don't get on it and put a stop to them ...they just want to show off more. I put a stop to it. Never saw them again>>>I hope they moved.

I can only think of one more funny thing. I have a drunk witch that comes every year with her little guy usually at the end of the night. One year Joe had had an operation and I parked him in the back bedroom. We had closed and even tho the lights were all still on the front door was closed. Just as I sat Joe on the toliet, I was still helping him sit down.....here is this drunk witch behind me standing in the bathroom door yelling Happy Halloween. Lesson learned>>>>>LOCK the door when you think you are done!

I'd also like to make honorable mention about one other thing:
In 13 years of having a tremendous amounts of people come through our house, we started with over 100 coming and quickly rose to the amount of 600 each year and over 1000 in 2012, we have never had any trouble or anything stolen from us. I think that says a lot for our community.