Posted on 12/25/2004 8:50:39 AM PST by starvingstudent
We hadnt gone to see Santa yet, at least in his official capacity. Wed seen him at the Holidazzle, but Gnat hadnt told him what she wants. Usually I take her to Southdale, which has the same Santa year after year, a retired Honeywell guy who has the beard and the belly 24/7/365. For some reason, hes Santa to me; I dont trust department store impostors. Where did they come from? Who died and made them Claus?
But. Its a tradition in these parts to go to Daytons and see the big Holiday display on the eighth floor of the downtown flagship store. (Daytons changed its name to Marshall Fields as part of a big brand-goodwill-squandering initiative, but its still Daytons to most of us a fact that no doubt mystifies and annoys the MBA geniuses who run the place.) Santa waits at the end of the display, like the Minotaur without all the crunching and screaming and blood. You hope, anyway. Perhaps theyve changed the way they do things.
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