So I had to go to the bank today. Yes, I KNOW it's Halloween. There are 3 Trick-or-Treat monsters in the house. So what do I do?

Head in the clouds, concentrating on what I have to do and not running the grandson into anything and the lady at the customer service desk is white-ass WHITE with long jet black hair, and black eye shadow and lipstick and I freak the fuck out. I blurt out " you CAN'T look like THAT every day?" THEN it clicked. Halloween

I usually keep this one reserved for Jimbob, but:

Every employee in the place was laughing at my ass. All I could do was laugh too.