On Monday this girl at work was telling us she used to be a waitress at Hooter's. Tuesday she told us she didn't believe in Halloween or trick-or-treating because it was against her religion. I fought the urge to ask, "How about if you dressed up as a Hooter's waitress for Halloween?"

This girl also has two kids even though she's never been married. I don't know if the kids have the same dad. By the time you've got two kids with no dad, do you really think collecting some Snickers bars in a plastic bucket is going to destroy your morals?

I should say this girl is actually very nice, a very pleasant personality, quite likable, but I can't wrap my mind around the towering ironies in people's ways of thinking, and how they somehow manage to function without seeing them themselves. "Wearing a push-up bra and short-shorts as I served hot wings to leering men was okay, but wearing a bag over my head as Casper the Friendly Ghost once a year is sinful. Having two kids with no dad is moral, but collecting Sweet Tarts in a plastic jack-o-lantern head could send me to Hell for eternity." Really?