Swearing Off Father Christmas

| Right | December 26, 2015

(It’s Christmas Eve. I’m standing at the mall entrance for a retail chain whose logo is concentric circles, checking receipts on expensive merchandise. I see a man in his late 30s to early 40s walk past with a five-to-six-year-old boy, presumably his son, both empty handed.)

Me: “Have a wonderful evening, sir, and Merry Christmas.”

Man: *turns around and flips me off* “How about you go f*** yourself, jack-a**!”

*turns back around and continues walking*

Me: *taken aback from his nonchalant hostility in front of his son* “Well, I hope your night gets better, sir, and that Junior repeats Daddy at Christmas dinner!”

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