A Spooky Tale of Candy & Offices

A Spooky Tale of Candy & Offices

By: Lyndsey Walthall (blog 34)

As it is Halloween weekend, I feel obligated to share a scary story. Read on.

You’ve been eying up the Halloween candy at Target for weeks, alternating between talking yourself out of buying it and craving it with your entire soul. Finally, because you’re realistic about your diet, you decide, hey, a little Halloween candy will not haunt me. (Pun intended.) So you spend the work day drooling, fantasizing about the tasty morsels that await you.

Cue the end of the day. The air that greets you as you step out of the office is crisp and sweet and perfect, leaves skitter along the ground, the sky a vibrant blue. You make your way to Target with a song in your heart, practically able to taste the chocolate melting on your tongue. Through sheer willpower you ignore the dollar section upon entry, determined to reach your destination. You weave in and out of people who stand prone in the middle of the aisles, clutching your basket, heart beating in anticipation. What will you buy? The Frankenstein Reese’s, or maybe the cute Hershey Kisses with the monster packaging? And will you save any for the trick-or-treaters Halloween night? (Ha. No.)

The Halloween section greets you with a rainbow of orange and black and gray, but it only takes a second to realize something is wrong. Very, very wrong. A horror far beyond what any living soul should be forced to endure. The shelves that, just last week, were plump with endless bags of candy, are empty. Emptier than empty. Nary a stray wrapper left for you to clutch and mourn, just cardboard. Cold, rough, useless cardboard. No Frankenstein Reese’s. No cute Hershey Kisses with monster packaging. Never again.

Scared yet?

Well, don’t be! We have plenty of Halloween candy ready and waiting. You can enjoy a handful (or three, we will not judge) while Sandy gives you a tour of our (not haunted or zombie laden) facility. Happy Halloween!