
I took photographs of the kids on Santa's lap at the daycare holiday party. The Santa Claus they employed was the biggest grouch of a jolly old elf I have encountered these past 44 years. This guy had a permanent grimace etched into his face, as if he was trying to pass a sea urchin. And although as far as I know I have never done anything mean to him, he glared at me the whole time like he wanted to lurch across the room, leap upon me, and eviscerate me with a pair of rusty scissors.
All the kids were scared of this guy, and you can bet many of the adults were too. I don't think I got two smiles out of the entire school of children. Madison summed it up best:
"Why is that Santa so grouchy? That one with the black beard."