You know it's October in Salem when the tourists begin dictating the hours of operation to local business owners. I was sitting on a bench downtown eating some delicious frozen custard when three little girls and their father came strolling by. When I say "little" I'm referring to young in years, as these were three of the fattest children I have ever seen. They were decked out in costume (who isn't these days?) and felt witch and Mad Hatter hats and being incessant little whiny brats. They pass by the Salem Trolley HQ and gift shop and they must have seen something shiny in the window because they all rush the glass and press up against the door. The shopkeeper -- clearly in the middle of closing down for the night -- shouts thru the glass that clearly she is in the middle of closing down for the night. The obvious reaction for these pigs is to start banging on the door with both fists and yelling at the top of their lungs. Their father is either unwilling or incapable and doesn't do much to stop or reprimand them. The woman ends up opening the door to tell them to go away basically. Big mistake.
Two of the bloated shoats bum-rush the lady in mid-sentence and shove their way past into the store as she shakes her head and says to herself, "or you can come in," in a defeated and exasperated tone as she holds the door open for the remaining piglet and Dickless Dad. Watching this all unfold 10 yards away from me left me 10% amused and 90% appalled. I stuck around for another five minutes finishing my dessert without seeing them leave. As far as I know they are still there bugging the fuck out of that lady as of this writing. What a horrid world we live in to birth such horrid brutes. Maybe the Chinese have it right after all. Unfortunately, more of this type of behavior will probably be seen in the coming weeks ahead. Easily the best/worst month to be in Salem.
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