We are in full Christmas mode: the music, the crap, the tinsel, more crap, the wreaths, the trees, the crap. And don't forget the life size talking Santa.
Apparently, the last of the life size talking Santas was sold...and the lucky customer will be in later to pick him up, so he is currently standing behind the registers, near the first aid wall box. Also near the wall box is the Cart Test, that lovely collection of crap that we, as cashiers, must scan, while looking for the hidden treasures (read: things stuffed into other things in an effort to reinforce to us to open everything during the check out process.)
Today, I notice that Santa is moving, even though he's not plugged in. There's someone squatting down in front of Santa with their hands up his pants, and the top half of their head cover by his coat...Santa is leaning forward...
Regardless of why Santa needed moved, I am amused by taking it out of context and giggling about it all day.
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