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Every year around
mid-December people begin telling me how I'm throwing my life away being a
Holiday Mall Character. I know they’re wrong, but they bring up a good point.
One year in particular, I gained a promotion to the head mall character, the
Man in the Red Coat. The MRC and the Maniac in the Blue Jacket, were the top of
the food chain. Regarded like king and queen in the food court, but they played
more like judge and executioner.
Legend had foretold that
there had once been a real Man in the Red Coat, who brought children anything
he had to offer them. No one had encountered him in millennia, but the legend
continued on either way.
there had once been a real Man in the Red Coat, who brought children anything
he had to offer them. No one had encountered him in millennia, but the legend
continued on either way.
That being noted, the
Maniac in the Blue Jacket had once been real too. He did a polarized routine to
the MRC. The MBJ ran about bringing mayhem and darkened hope to the children of
the world. No one really knew why he went about doing vile evil. If he wanted
anything other than that, it had yet to be figured out.
Maniac in the Blue Jacket had once been real too. He did a polarized routine to
the MRC. The MBJ ran about bringing mayhem and darkened hope to the children of
the world. No one really knew why he went about doing vile evil. If he wanted
anything other than that, it had yet to be figured out.
While in the red coat,
my main adjective would be to keep the legend alive, if I could. Which, I
could. No rookie would be given THE job of the century. What if I rumpled the
dream of a kid, hoping to become the next Bill Job? That man had more money
than anyone could ever do with, but he did good with it. It had been hard for
me to wrap my head around how much money he had until the day I wander into a
private vault with a replica of the fortune.
my main adjective would be to keep the legend alive, if I could. Which, I
could. No rookie would be given THE job of the century. What if I rumpled the
dream of a kid, hoping to become the next Bill Job? That man had more money
than anyone could ever do with, but he did good with it. It had been hard for
me to wrap my head around how much money he had until the day I wander into a
private vault with a replica of the fortune.
“Are you going to do
your job or watch the ceiling forever?” Michael, the manager growled. I had
been glazed off from the real world for few, but I popped back with a quick
head nod.
your job or watch the ceiling forever?” Michael, the manager growled. I had
been glazed off from the real world for few, but I popped back with a quick
head nod.
“I apologize. I don’t
know where I went,” I told him. Where had I gone? It felt like I had been
placed in another body, complete with a red coat and beard. It didn’t feel like
it had been done by an alien or an evil being, but rather a force beyond what I
could perceive.
know where I went,” I told him. Where had I gone? It felt like I had been
placed in another body, complete with a red coat and beard. It didn’t feel like
it had been done by an alien or an evil being, but rather a force beyond what I
could perceive.
“You know you’re job,
right?”
right?”
“Take an idea from every
kid, and be nice. I have to remain 100% nice for the duration of my job.”
kid, and be nice. I have to remain 100% nice for the duration of my job.”
“Correct.” Mike left me
in my comfy chair to indulge in a different on in the office. Now, I had to
wait for children to appear and give me their own idea.
in my comfy chair to indulge in a different on in the office. Now, I had to
wait for children to appear and give me their own idea.
“Nice. Nice. Nice.
Nice,” I cooed, but only to me. Perched upon my chair, I heard a faint echo of
thunder from beyond the mall door. There were no children to give me their one
idea and I figure I would check out the ground zero of the echo. I left my
chair unattended, careful to look for the MBJ, but he didn’t appear to be
around.
Nice,” I cooed, but only to me. Perched upon my chair, I heard a faint echo of
thunder from beyond the mall door. There were no children to give me their one
idea and I figure I would check out the ground zero of the echo. I left my
chair unattended, careful to look for the MBJ, but he didn’t appear to be
around.
My exit into the cold
forced my breath to become baited and fiery. I couldn’t breathe the ice forming
in my right lung or even the left. Ahead of me, I thought there might be a
writhing body, lying in a pile of white watery powder. I approached with
caution. There lying on the ground, writhing in pain and agony, I found a man
with a beard. I flipped him over, and I noticed he had on a red coat.
forced my breath to become baited and fiery. I couldn’t breathe the ice forming
in my right lung or even the left. Ahead of me, I thought there might be a
writhing body, lying in a pile of white watery powder. I approached with
caution. There lying on the ground, writhing in pain and agony, I found a man
with a beard. I flipped him over, and I noticed he had on a red coat.
“Are you okay?” I noted
with futility, fore the main did not retort. “Can I get you a medic or water?”
I’d admit how frozen I felt in that moment, if I were interrogated by it, but I
didn’t get interrogated.
with futility, fore the main did not retort. “Can I get you a medic or water?”
I’d admit how frozen I felt in that moment, if I were interrogated by it, but I
didn’t get interrogated.
“You…” The voice faded,
but came back in exploding volume. “Are the new Man in the Red Coat. Do right
by the coat, and it will do you no wrong.” With that he faded away, leaving
only the coat. What now?
but came back in exploding volume. “Are the new Man in the Red Coat. Do right
by the coat, and it will do you no wrong.” With that he faded away, leaving
only the coat. What now?
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