Mall Santas Would Be Like, Dude
2019-11-07, 7:29 a.m.
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Didn’t do much besides sew stuff coming undone on my costume and finished another pie and got versions of Carol of the Bells downloaded onto my iPod. Not a productive day after work like I intended. Also it took forever to write up Tuesday.
My other coworkers asked how the funeral went/how my fake love life is going, and after I recounted that, Lioness said, “I don’t think I like him any more.” “I’m not so thrilled with him myself,” I said. But then again, she and her husband had a bad breakup for years before getting back together and he shaped up, so who knows.
Today’s synchronicities: at the Farmer’s Market, walked by a booth selling 8 heart shaped bamboo, then the booth by that had a heart on one of the stickers on the cash box. On the way home I found some weird playing card for a Korean boy band that had a heart on it.
Today was Luis the temp’s last day per regulations and we were all bummed. However, he has an interview at Apple tomorrow, which he said he was considering withdrawing from because the job is in Elk Grove and he has to deal with taking his kid to school. We were all no, go just in case, and then we found out that (a) he got RECRUITED for this and (b) he’s on the third and last interview, and it offers better benefits and pay and he can work from home, and we were all, DO IIIIIIIIIIIIIT. I was all, “dude, I’d sell my soul to actually be wanted and recruited for something.”
Quotes from various coworkers, which I should leave anonymous in some cases...
During our morning stroll, some of my coworkers and I ran into a former coworker who asked how things were going here. Lioness certainly told her what was going on dramawise. The former coworker said everything is going great for her in her new job. Lucky girl. Why are some folks lucking out and some do not, I wonder.
I think the synchronicities are getting to be a bit much or that I am deluding myself or turning into a whack job. Hearts be fucking everywhere, yo. Starting to wonder about my sanity.
Thursday was Picture Day, we didn’t even actually do much rehearsal other than songs while waiting around for the photographer to arrive late. It wasn’t Jeff (where is Jeff?), but it was the third Scott that’s in this theater company that I’ve heard of but never seen. Can’t say I had much conversation with him, but I guess he’s a big deal and hasn’t been in anything in a while.
Robert got his cheap Santa costume, which has a truly pathetic beard (he’s fine with it), three hats for some reason, a gold bling bag....it looks more like pageant Santa, not mall Santa.
I have no idea who said, “I’m pregnant too, Mary.”
The kid playing King James tried on his crown, which is so big it goes around his neck. “I think I look perfect,” he said.
The lady who had a baby (Kristen) came in with her baby (Lena). I immediately asked about the Halloween costume. “My husband was a miner and she was the golden nugget.” She also said the power was out the entire time they were at the hospital and it came back on an hour after they got home.
“There’s the baby Jesus.” -me
“Someone has to go shepherd the shepherds.” -me
Santa’s sleigh is missing! “Last Christmas, I gave you my sleigh.” -me
“I’m collecting all kinds of stupid things.” -Jesse
“One o’clock to midnight. We’re gonna go through the whole thing 4 times.” -Anita
While we were standing in line for photos, Robert and I were looking at the Statue of Liberty torch, which is very rubbery. He said it looks like a sad ice cream cone, and I said looked like it was good for whacking people with.