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Like stealing candy from a kid

This article about the Halloween candy hierarchy got me thinking about my candy preferences as I rummage through my son's Halloween candy and through the leftover candy that coworkers have brought to the office.

This year, my son Samuel went trick-or-treating with a school friend in a nearby subdivision. The friend's parents must have better stamina than my wife and I, as Samuel netted much more candy this year than in previous years. I'd estimate he got 8-10 pounds--so much, in fact, that he let my wife take about a third of it to campus for her college students. I didn't witness his sorting, so I'm not sure which types of candy he deemed undesirable enough to give away to her students.

In my very subjective opinion, Samuel received a smaller percentage of chocolate this year than in years past. What does this mean? I can think of three possible explanations: 1.) it's a sign of the overall poor state of the economy, 2.) the average income of the neighborhood in which he trick-or-treated this year is slightly lower than in our subdivision, or 3.) my observation is total bullshit.

In any case, what this big candy haul means for me: I can steal quite a bit of Samuel's candy before my theft becomes apparent. My first choice in Halloween candy is chocolate, especially Trix, Kit Kat and Snickers. But since there is a relatively small number of these chocolate treats, I have to be careful not to eat them all, lest my theft be detected early on. Typically, I eat these chocolates in the kitchen, often with Samuel watching TV in the next room, and then I hide the wrappers down in the trash can.

My second choice of candy is Smarties and SweeTarts. I like to crunch things (peanuts, ice, etc.), so I typically take these out when I'm downstairs alone after the kids have gone to bed. I eat them slowly on the couch while I use my computer or watch television. The absence of these candies is not so obvious, so I depleted Samuel's supply of these crunchy treats yesterday.

Things go downhill for me pretty quickly after Smarties. Last night, I found myself eating some Starburst candy, and I suddenly realized it just wasn't worth it. This morning, I moved Samuel's bags of candy from the kitchen counter to the pantry, so I wouldn't start eating less desirable candy just because it was under my nose.

You know, it's kind of scary to realize how much thought I've put into all this.

Posted by Stan Taylor on November 7, 2008 09:49 AM
Categories: Odds and Ends