Halloween Bust :(

Halloween this year. A colossal failure. And I'm ridiculously upset about it. :(

Earlier this month I was thinking about all the freakin' adorable, little kids that have come to our door for the last two years. I've gotten to the point where I even recognize a few of them. I was soooooo excited about passing out candies again this year. It is a serious cheap thrill for me.

A few days later I realized that my boss had scheduled the second exam for the class I'm TA'ing on that very night! Who schedules an exam on Halloween NIGHT?!? Instead of running to the door and seeing all the little cuties, I had to sit for a mind-numbing 2 hours in a quiet room with a bunch of my students stressing about a biochem exam. Not fun.

But I thought I could still vicariously live through my husband for the night. He was at home tonight from 6 p.m. until 7:45 p.m. Plenty of time to get most of the kids in our neighborhood. I called him from work and left him very specific instructions as to what to do. Being a Brit, he didn't know about the porch light rule. If the light is on, that means there's candy to be had. If the light's off, it means to skip that house because the people inside weren't playing. Simple.

Our outside porch and garage lights are on a sensor. They usually stay off until someone approaches. There's a very simple way to fix this. You simply have to flip the light switch off and then on again. That basically turns off the sensor function and it defaults into normal light mode. It will stay on. All the kiddies will see that the light's on. The kiddies come to the door. The kiddies get candy. Everyone gets a cheap thrill.

What was so difficult about this concept, I cannot fathom.

HOWEVER, when I got out of the exam tonight and called my husband, he informed me that he could not get the lights to stay on. He assured me that he tried the very complicated light-switching function several times but to no avail. No matter what he did, that evil light would just not. stay. on.

When I prodded him further, I found out that he had spent the evening on the computer. At some point during the evening, he realized that no one was coming to the door. So he subsequently went downstairs to investigate. And that's when he realized the front porch light had been off the entire time. More attempts at fixing the light, but alas, no luck.

So the entire evening not a single person rang our doorbell. I spent a small fortune on goodies that no child in our neighborhood would ever see. Great. I was so, so upset. Greg insisted that he was by no means to be blamed for this snafoo.

*sigh*

So why is it that I get home, flip the switch, and the light has now been on for the last 30 minutes and counting?

I am so upset with Greg right now.