Christmas stories from the past Final However I was relieved of further triefgreifender thought when I heard loud cursing from the staircase. How I managed to behave myself not only as the quiet yet Due to the excitement of paying attention to me today but looking no more. In any case, at least two female voices were busy to talk to about my appearance in the hall rather noisy. One of the two ladies seemed the older woman from the upper floor to be where I accidentally wanted to play Santa Claus. Fortunately for me, they discovered neither I mean, even in the basement paragraph traces left of the physical discomfort. It took a while, until both had changed quite loudly about the morality of today's youth and accordingly withdrew as a snail in their homes.
In the meantime, I was the last gift packs are not only stored in the bag, but me again in a reasonably credible status dressing. The perfume scent but I pulled him like a cloud of perfume behind. On the one hand, whitewashed Odeur that the current strong odor condition, the other part was the retching quite reached an intolerable level. I went so slowly but purposefully on to the last act of desperation behind Santa kill me.
gently, but without further created obstacles and I reached the entrance to the Venue for the mess. It was quite funny mood. And this in two ways. It was not just a long way after 20 clock, I did not know whether my last appearance had already made his rounds to here. So I rang easily read and send it to me. Worse, it could not be more so, nor was my thought as quite peppy opened the apartment door.
"Haa. As is or yes. "A friend, beaming in front of me and held in his hand a bottle of beer, the sight of me at once a strange feeling in my stomach came over.
He pulled me Just pure and slammed the door rather loudly behind him.
"Come on ma first pure. You are certainly och very cold. And I know sporadically haste, och certainly Durscht. "
He chuckled, but could my spasmodic swallowing under the mask does not even see Santa Claus. And there we both stood in a like new lights emitted from the living room. There were soon more people present when the place was originally. They were all talking at each other somehow, and no listened to the other. Jednfalls it was almost like a beehive here. Of the two children could see nothing, but what surprised me very much. Finally, should, or would I still distribute the remaining gifts. The lady of the house sat in the very rear corner of the room, talking animatedly to a woman who was sitting with his back to me. So I could not recognize them. Another young couple, which I presented at an earlier birthday celebration as a colleague of H. sat at the table knew a couple other things that I at least from seeing her. However, my mind was still not able to classify them accordingly.
The kitchen door was slightly ajar and I saw two little people unknown to me, but who were more concerned with themselves than they mitbekammen something else. The others were either colleagues or C. H. In any case, I knew not. And I was suddenly in front of a crowd and people should play Santa Claus. I liked not at all and I felt a little afraid of a sucker. Moreover, even absent the two main characters at issue here really should go. So I am now on my buddy want to see what is going on here.
"Where are the children?"
"Do keene Sorscher. The sleep are already normal hour. Willsde och n beer? "
He handed me without my answer to be seen against a half-full bottle.
"Warde ma dor proper table C. Now the de och BISD already there."
He read me and are weaving through the other corner. I stood in full uniform at the entrance, in the one the gift bag is still holding on, in the other half-full bottle of beer. No one seemed to notice me, or to observe. So I put first from the bag and wanted to secure a free place to rest. But the moment also implies H came with his wife to me.
's Wesste What time is? "C. geift me right away. "You brauchsd glob severally, ne new Clock. To fter had been identified and technically after 12 Your happiness n the de hasd alibi. "
she was now more friendly, pointing with his thumb behind in the corner to the woman with whom she just had kept stimulated. I ran it siedent hot on the back. So they already knew from my hallway action? But that could not be. To this end, she was placed in a friendly way.
"We did the beden Kiner sent to bed. Santa has a breakdown and ne is the same rotten morning to you, gesacht ham been. S was already too late. Keener knew just what reasons there would be rid of. "She turned completely to the woman.
"will Since och bedangen someone with you. Comm "
my objection, I am so late something would have to refresh and so they simply ignored.
"It began later still do. Come present simple ma "
Now I recognized her. It was the young woman with the little sleeping girl and the drunken ex husband in the bedroom. I had no idea why she was here and not with her daughter and me why they should have been grateful.
H. grinned and pushed me behind his wife. And so I had in all my warm gear, I also wind through the room. Now of course I got with the other guests and I had the equivalent "ridicule" on my side. I did but right now no matter what has been Gela, because I always understood only half. Also noticed no right so my actual state because they were all not quite himself without. So I ripped the first olle mask from his face, threw them some where behind me and at least could once again breathe properly.
C. sat again with the woman, as I also joined to the two. The woman stood before me now as K. and examined myself thoroughly. Finally, I was now without a masquerade and "unflattering". I did not understand the World or to the related change of mind in such a short time. A few hours ago still seemingly hopeless and now replaced almost like. Women thought I stop. Who will they understand?
"Thank you" and she even smiled.
"For what?" I did not know himself.
"You have come again to you and time for me and bees have made. You've been listening to me. Making yes, not every Santa Claus. "She winked too. I was it warmer still.
"But your ex, your child and Stefan?" Not at all I took out, because as fast as I could for the moment neither thought, nor switch.
"My ex is sleeping still down from its noise. Sabine is seen. It will remain only once until tomorrow at C. and H.. Pick me up after Stefan. And tomorrow we will clarify with my ex alone. When he is sober again. Should he not finally disappear and leave us in the future in peace, he gets in trouble at work. C. has given me good advice NEN. I think this will help already, if the experience to work, as his child and so he always behaves. With him it's just the alcohol, ie has always been. It would otherwise probably never come to this. But is does not matter. I do think everything will be back. "
it was not even pronounced correctly, as she jumped up and ran toward the living room door. Since H. was standing with another man, which I did not know.
"This is Stefan. Excuse me ma short, "said C and also went to the man in the door.
Beautiful. Finally, I had maybe a little rest, retire, could at least make it fresh and change clothes. The clothes are slowly plucked and smelled a little strict.
The subsequent abbreviated part was, in fact quite normal and predictable typical socialist parties.
K. was picked up by her boyfriend, one of the guests had at one time in a hurry and we celebrated Christmas in a small group to the first light or something in the room wanted.
After all somewhat back to normal and also had relatively aklematisiert coffee with us, "had" to get me again in the not quite fresh Santa Claus outfit to the late morning of the first Christmas day, even the two children still to hand over their Christmas surprise gifts.
the sound of something bigger girls brother and sister: "You Santa Claus ... you almost the same shoes as Uncle Rolf have to ..."
The I caused the stairs "massacre" was never solved properly, Because in the end a couple of other potential "partners" in question came as Santa Claus and I once removed from the critical line of fire I could.
Although I have at least four times had to play Santa Claus, however, this was the worst and most memorable experience in this matter. Later, of course, was added to the experience and certain routine, the corresponding performances are like going to a nursing home feels.
I still wish all readers of this Page, a beautiful Adventswwoche.
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