I live at the end of the 105 Metro line. Lately I've been riding.
A couple of weeks ago I boarded and encountered a white bearded driver.
I thought to myself: I wonder if he realizes he's driving a bus & not a sleigh?
I sure do enjoy my simple amusements.
The next day I rode with him again - this time a rider exited saying,
"See you tomorrow, Santa."
Huh? People actually call this guy Santa?
Maybe even more troubling was the jolly in his response, "Until then."
I found myself on his bus again a few days later and heard the following:
Rider: Hey, Santa. Are you working much this season?
Driver: Oh yes. This is my busy time of year.
Rider: Do you make a lot of money being Santa?
Driver: Yes. I can make about a third of my Metro salary in December alone.
Rider: Are you kidding me?
Driver: The pinnacle of the Santa career is the Macy's Parade, of course.
Rider: Really?
Driver: Yea, the Macy's Santa makes bank.
Rider: I had no idea.
Driver: Everybody in the Santa community dreams of getting that call!
Rider: Do you know this years Macy's Santa?
Driver: Nah, I'm pretty sure he's an east coast Santa.
It's at this point that I reached my destination.
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A few nights later I ran into my tranny friend Ricky dressed as Santa.
Or rather, undressed as Santa.
And I wondered if Santa Ricky would be accepted in the Santa community.
You decide.
You can get a full-on view but I'm warning you - it's not for the faint hearted:
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