it was those damn clowns!

so, midway through my shift, snuggles and pinky are at the register. snuggles in a purple wig, big red nose, requisite smiley face (so as not to scare away the children supposedly being "entertained" by this macabre sight). pinky, had yellow hair, big red nose, and painted on smile, as well.

pinky's drink comes together nicely, but when it's snuggles turn--after the requisite conversation which starts,

i've always been afraid of clowns--

my co-worker frozen in place, eyes locked on these two smiling happy (or manic, i'm not sure which), clowns.

it was that movie, the clown movie.

i say
when we're trying to decide why everyone is afraid of clowns.

i couldn't remember the film then, but if i'm not mistaken, poltergeist has a rather horrible clown scene. (poor clowns, they get a bad rap).

or maybe it's just that they are supposed to be happy in a relatively unhappy world. or the joker is the most well known clown and look how he turned out? i'm not sure.

mmm, dinner. brb.