There's no escape

I have now seen four people I know when I’ve been dressed in my seasonal red and green outfit with bells on.

The first was a friend’s mum, and remarkably I didn’t feel embarrassed at all.

Next it was a teacher from school. She never taught me but I found myself staring at this woman who seemed very familiar. She asked me what I was doing, as if it wasn’t obvious, although I hastened to add that this wasn’t a job for life just for Christmas.

She wished me luck and I thought g-d I need it.

Then came my friend and her mum when the grotto surrounded by screaming kids and I tried to stop my painted red cheeks from getting even bigger.

On the down size there is no escape, but on the plus side what other job allows your friends to ccome and say hi!