Being a Santa's Helper

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Christmas has been destroyed for me. I used to love it, it was all magical and all that crap, and then it all just died for me for some reason.
and it's not the whole "finding out Santa was fake" thing, I only pretended to believe in Santa as a kid for my parents sake.

Anyways, this year, I decided I'd try and bring back a little bit of that "Christmas Spirit" by working at the Santa's Village thing in the mall.
Didn't work.
Now I hate Christmas even more, if that's possible.
Taking pictures of ugly kids that end up peeing on Santa, and dealing with ASSHOLES that make me run through the whole photo package spiel then get very rude and walk away without even letting their kids see Santa much less getting a damn photo. Yeah, that's Christmas Spirit for ya.

And our Santa is too skinny! and he was really nice when the season started out but now he's started acting like a total asshole.

and I know you're going to make some comment about me being an elf, just get it out of your system and move on.
 
Why the hell would you think that would HELP you?! Would you work at a grocery store to try to like shopping better? No. It would only make you hate it more because now you associate work and stress with what you're trying to like. I usually get prety stressed out about christmas too. I deal with it by watching the christmas cartoons and singing carols....I know pretty lame right? But, hey, whatever works.
 
:lol: Did Santa kick his little Elf helper in the balls. Maybe, Mrs. Claus shit in his white divinity.

It will all be over soon man. Just stick it out and don't join the Santa Shop in the mall next year. Everyone on Earth knows that working in the Santa Shop will send you home looking like a hurricane ran over you.
 
Sometimes it seems like Christmas is better viewed as a concept, rather than an actual event.

Kind of the way I think of Santa - I love the whole idea that there is a being who chooses to be generous to others, but I'm not staying up all night to wait for a chubby fellow to climb down my chimney.

Christmas lights sparkle and shine. Who wouldn't want to see amazing displays of excessive electrical consumption? But I don't want to sit in a car for 2 hours to drive down Candy Cane Lane (where the owner's association agreement includes decorating the front lawn for Christmas).

You can still enjoy the spirit of (whatever), without expecting people to quit acting like mindless, insensitive louts.
 
People are probably pissed because the Santa pictures are over priced pieces of shit that people wouldn't want to buy after they hear the amount.

I bought a 5x7 and 4 wallets for 20 fucking dollars. I can go to a studio and get 3-4 professional photo sheets (8x10's, 6wallets, or a 5x7 and 4 wallets :P) where my kid is smiling and doesn't look horrified and crying at the big, smelly white guy trying to take her from her mommy and daddy for the same price.

She did poop on santa last year. Then Santa had to feed the reindeer. She was wearing a diaper at least.

Whatever you do where there is customers its going to suck. Just be glad they aren't hungry customers. I feel for people who deal in food service.
 
Well, a lot of the photographers suck, but if you get someone good on camera duty (like me) you can end up with some damn nice photos... However, some people don't exactly appreciate my photography skills.

Me: *takes photo of Santa and kid reading kid's wishlist, naturally happy, cute smiles on both faces*
Photo: *is cute*
Parent: No, no, no, I want a photo of them looking at the camera!
Me: Okay, look at the camera guys!
Photo: *smiles are cheesy and forced, but kid's looking at the camera, basically a really shitty picture*
Parent: Ok, I'll take that one.

But there are a few who recognize my awesome, goddess-like skills, and find that a picture that's a little different from the same crap they spew out every single christmas is actually a pretty damn good deal.
 
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