I ordered some food to be delivered to my house. When I saw the driver a street away from my house, I turned on the porch light and stood near the door. In less than a minute of having that light on, several high school-college aged stacies appeared to ask for candy as I was getting my food from the driver. I just told them I turned the lights on for a second to get my food from the driver. It was brutal, the stacies were not even even costume, they were trick or treating as stacies. It hurts every time a young and attractive female sees my face, she knew something ugly was under the eyepatch, she knew my hat was covering a Norwood Reaped head, she saw my recessed chin, she saw my lack of cheekbones, she saw my manletism and skinny wrists. It was embarrassing, I hate being seen by anyone, even old fat people, but being seen by stacies is humiliating. Why weren't they out at a party getting railed by chads? Why were they in front of my house when my food arrived? Why does the universe torture me?
