OK, I got to play Santa at work today. I was recruited for the job by a coworker and one of Santa's elves. Yes, she's thirty-something and extremely hot and I can't say no to her. But still, I ought to get some credit for giving up my Saturday morning to get about 300 kids excited about Christmas. Hell, I ought to get some credit just for getting up at 6 am on Saturday morning for this gig!
The kids and their families were all eating a buffet breakfast when Jolly Old St. Me came walking in, fake beard glued in place. Most of the kids were glad to see me when I approached but some reacted to me like I had dried puke on my Santa suit from a 3-day bender. And some of the kids were really cute as u could see the sparkle in eyes as I was the real Santa for them. I got a kick out of three of the kids who, when I asked "What do u want for Xmas?" replied with "I already told u, Santa!" Opps!
I was on table 43 out of 47, working the usual, "Have u been a good boy/girl this year?" routine when this little boy hops in my lap. His clear blue eyes were full of awe and wonder as he got a chance to sit on Santa's knee. But he remained mute to all my questions and eventually I found out why. I couldn't tell if my knee was suddenly cold, was there a draft in here.. wait a minute, that's not cold, that's wet. The damned kid peed on me!!!!!!
Playing Santa when a little kid pees on u, everyone can see it, but only u get the warm feeling that it brings.
The kids and their families were all eating a buffet breakfast when Jolly Old St. Me came walking in, fake beard glued in place. Most of the kids were glad to see me when I approached but some reacted to me like I had dried puke on my Santa suit from a 3-day bender. And some of the kids were really cute as u could see the sparkle in eyes as I was the real Santa for them. I got a kick out of three of the kids who, when I asked "What do u want for Xmas?" replied with "I already told u, Santa!" Opps!
I was on table 43 out of 47, working the usual, "Have u been a good boy/girl this year?" routine when this little boy hops in my lap. His clear blue eyes were full of awe and wonder as he got a chance to sit on Santa's knee. But he remained mute to all my questions and eventually I found out why. I couldn't tell if my knee was suddenly cold, was there a draft in here.. wait a minute, that's not cold, that's wet. The damned kid peed on me!!!!!!
Playing Santa when a little kid pees on u, everyone can see it, but only u get the warm feeling that it brings.
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