I shit you all not, I did the mall Santa gig for two seasons
The first year was magical, it was in a part of Chicago where the kids were mainly refugees from war-torn Yugoslavia, so they really got in the spirt of Christmas.
Santa's helpers were two perverted lasses going part time to college, one was on the razors edge of dating someone older than her, and it was so easy to get a rise out of her.
I worked the next year only because I had a slow year of contracting, and the dirty old Santa in me got a big kick out of staring down the knockers of all these 20-30 something MILF's bending over to put Junior properly.
I hated those six weeks, it was in a shitty part of Chicago, the kids were all porkers, I had one gang fight in front of Santa's workshop, but I collared not one but
two shoplifters during that time, there can't be anything worse than getting busted by Santa.