Saturday, December 27, 2008
Missed Opportunities
Monday, December 15, 2008
Escapes and Turn-Arounds
The one party was at an Elks Lodge for one of our repeat clients. We packed up at 6 am to drive down to the spot in NJ, but roads were icy around our area, so the trip took longer than the original plan. To expedite matters, my PS wore the fur-trimmed pants to his costume, covered by a big overcoat. (This got some funny looks and some finger pointing when he had to get out to pump gas and get coffee - 6 am, after all!) We arrived with 15 minutes to spare at the gig, but as my PS was getting his gear out of the car, some children started to arrive and walk by the car. Thinking fast, he dove into the back seat and tried to look like part of the clothes laying there. Of course, I did not see the children, so I am talking to the new pretend pile of clothes. Now I am getting looks!
Seeing the coast was clear, we hurried in the front door and into the nearby room set up for my PS to change. Okay, 3+ hour drive = need restroom! We enlisted a nearby child-free adult to escort and maintain a perimeter. (If this is sounding like a military-type operation, sometimes it feels that way!) That pressing matter relieved (sorry), my PS gets ready for his gig and I wait out in the car. Usually, I read or nap; after being up since 5 am - I napped. After the party, my PS calls me on the cellphone and I bring in the change of costume for the next gig, as it is at a private home. We have to wait for all the children to leave before he can escape. Since Santa did not get to eat, I bring in only the pants (with fur trim, of course) and clean shirt so we can get some take-out food for lunch before the next party. So where does he put on the top to his costume? In the private party's garage! We call ahead to the host, who also happens to be a good friend, and ask to have the garage door opened so my PS can change. Good thing our host has a sense of humor, as well as the where-with-all to keep children away from the garage area, which has windows! Who knew?
Did we always have this trouble? Yes, and no. At one time my PS had a Volkswagen Vanagon, which had curtains and was tall enough to partially stand up so he could change. But nothing lasts forever; we still say, 'it ran well, it just did not go anywhere,' after the transmission got messed up! We bought another van, but again, nothing lasts forever... Now we travel in a Toyota Camry - good gas mileage, lousy for changing. The vans were not perfect either - every year there is at least one child who wants to 'see the reindeer' and chases my PS out of the party. Then there is a collaborative effort between parents, other adults and my PS running serpentine so the vehicle is not spotted! (Told you it was like a military thing.)
Turn-Arounds
I am beginning to think that some people assume Santa knows his way anywhere and give us directions that seem clear only to people who live in that area. Or, better still, they say "Same place as Last Year, so you know where it is." Let me say this - assume Santa is old and needs more direction! After all, the real Santa has the reindeer and Rudolf to lead - my PS has me and I do not have any magical powers! However, it is fortunate that my mother at one time went to Bingo at this Elks Lodge and I knew some back streets when we got almost impossibly lost when street signs were missing that were part of the directions. It was a case of "I think this road leads us back to..." and looking for a familiar landmark that has not changed since I was 12 (I will not tell you how many years that would be...)
So we were lucky (did I mention this all took place on the 13th!) - we did the parties, we had our fun, we are driving back to the Poconos when the cellphone rings. It is our good friend from the last party telling us we forgot the Autoharp! We were 30 minutes away already, but we turn around and go back to get it, since my PS has a "Breakfast with Santa" the next morning and that is part of the 'act.' We get home, finally, and hurry to bed - the next day is another 5 am wake-up call!
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Princeton Tree Lighting
This year, I think in honor of our longevity, the Nassau Inn gave us a room overlooking the square from the east side - 5 th floor. I finally got to see and, I hope, take decent pictures. (I used my old 35mm camera with a strong zoom, so they have to be developed.) I feel I need to say that the whole program was wonderful. There was a band to perform the Christmas songs, a high school choir to perform carols, and a little family theatre troop to recite "The Night Before Christmas." (As an aside, the original poem mentions smoking - "pipe in his teeth", etc. - we asked that to be left out, but tradition...)
All this was nice, and folksy, etc., but when it comes time for Santa, the crowd goes wild! The merchants association have a 'volunteer' (dressed as Santa) 'arrive' on the roof by shining a spotlight on him, then seconds later, my PS appears. He has the crowd in the palm of his hands, flashbulbs go off, children yell to him - amazing! Then, he says a few things about the songs and stories, but the people are here for one thing - to light that tree! So he has everyone yell "Merry Christmas" once, but, of course, they do not yell loud enough. So he has the crowd yell "Merry Christmas" again and the roar that occurs is truly deafening. I have never heard such a remarkable coordinated bellow. The tree lights up, everyone sings "Jingle Bells" and then they start filing out of the square and side streets, all boisterous and happy and excited. This must be a successful event, as the merchants gear up for it every year and there are many happy faces the next morning - the kind of happy faces that occur when they feel it is a good time to be a store owner.
So my PS does the same thing every year - the two 'attempts' at lighting, the magical appearance, etc. But the crowds would not be there if they did not like it. And this year a line up of children formed at the bottom of the stage to see Santa, give him their lists, tell him their wants, etc. Usually the merchants association wants to wrap up the festivities, pack up the equipment and get back to normal. But this year they waited for Santa to visit with the children. It truly was a magical evening.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Surprise Bookings
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Bookings
The economy is hitting the Santa business this year hard. Where we would have been booked for most weekends by now, many of our regulars are backing out due to fear of the recession looming or a general lack of funds. We have been lucky over the years, as most of my PS's bookings have been through word-of-mouth and his winning personality, but this year we have to re-double our marketing efforts. The biggest expense in the previous years, besides costumes and their maintenance, has been for business cards and postcards. I design and print them, so the ink and paper costs were biggest part of that, with postage being the third cost. But this year we have to advertise in the local newspapers. We are hoping that this helps us pick up some gigs. If not, there is always the mall!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Costumes
The boots were difficult to find at first. We used the boot toppers that come with the purchased Santa suits, but they are flimsy and look fake. A member of our family had bought a pair of motor cycle boots that did not fit correctly, so he offered them to my PS, who took the same shoe size. They had only been worn once, were black and came up high enough to look like real Santa boots! Who would know? Look closely at a pair of 'Harley' boots and a picture of Santa boots and, besides the logo, there is very little difference! Later we purchased some fancy cowboy style boots - for a little flair, and warm snow boots - for those gigs in the cold and snow.
The Fabrics
As I indicated earlier, I try to use only machine washable fabric. I do not dry the costumes (you only do that wrong once), so my PS had to have enough costumes to last two days at least, with three to four gigs per day. So, currently, we have 10 costumes, or 'rigs' as my PS calls them. Each is different and, except for the belt and boots, as its own accessories. They do wear out, so I try to make a new costume each year and donate an old one to charity - there has to be poor Santas somewhere! We have a couple that are made for outdoor wear - all white fur and heavy - but mostly the costumes are light weight to wear indoors, but look rich and heavy. The illusion is helped by good washable fur trim, which we seem to buy up at every opportunity.
All part of the work of being a Professional Santa.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Marketing
Friday, May 9, 2008
Illness
My Professional Santa became very ill around Christmas one year and it was scary. The illness was not communicable to the children, thank goodness, but it meant that his resistance to infection was way down. So here is where Ms Claus has to become very involved and help with the scheduling and driving, as Santa was very worn and tired. One gig per day, not the usual 4 to 5 per weekday, up to 8 on weekend days. Eat healthy, drink plenty of water, no chills or over-heating, no dancing - and try not to hold everybody on your lap! But, even with planning and caution, sometimes a bug will get you and that year, it hit my PS hard. We had to cancel a couple of gigs. Except for one family where the woman threatened to sue my PS and yelled and screamed at him on the phone when he explained he was sick - she did not care! I was ready to go over there and talk about poor parenting (bring the illness into the house) and lack of Christmas spirit, but my PS said that he would do the best he could. So we drove over there, to a brand new huge house (these people had real money) and I sat outside while my PS did the gig. He made sure that none of the children sat on his lap, he had the children do most of the singing, and he wished everyone a very Merry Holiday and came out to meet me outside. The father walked my PS out, apologized and doubled My PS's normal fee. Still, it was a very scary Christmas for me and I thank God we lived through it to perform bigger and better the next year!
Friday, March 7, 2008
Incidents and Accidents
Best example that we have is the time my PS was touring the shops of a town gig when a guy comes up and says something like "Santa, I got the stuff (okay, another word for 'stuff')." At this point the guy opens his coat and shows my PS a bunch of, presumably stolen, jewelry, watches, etc. But my PS was cool and saw the local policeman walking by, so my PS puts his arm around the guy's shoulder and guides him over to the police officer, telling the officer that he may wish to 'discuss' an important matter with this guy. Turned out the guy had arranged to 'fence the goods ' with a Santa in another town. Shame on that other Santa! Oh, and what a stupid crook!
Another time while working at a mall, which my PS avoids now if he can, a little boy, about 3 years old, saw Santa in the holiday display on the lower level, 30 feet below in what is normally the fountain area. The boy was so excited, he started to climb over the glass railing from his stroller and was close to the top of the railing when my PS saw him. His mother was distracted, all this took place in a matter of moments, but the possibility for disaster was very real. My PS excused himself from the little girl on his lap, ran to the middle where the escalators were and yelled up in a big, booming Santa voice "Get down from there or Santa will not come to your house for Christmas." He never dropped character, and he knew he would never be able to get to the child in time, nor would anyone else unless they saw the boy at that moment. The boy did get down, the mother scooped him up and thanked my PS profusely. My PS then finished with the child who he had put down, asked for time to 'feed the reindeer' and went for a break to stop shaking - this had really scared him!
Same gig at the mall, another day during the week, a little girl was playing in the Santa area. Everyone thought she was waiting for her mom to catch up, but after 30 minutes, Santa asked her where her parents were. The little girl replied that 'Mommy told her to wait here' - in effect, using the Santa people as an unpaid baby-sitter! When 'Mommy' showed up, my PS told her that she cannot do that, that liability issues could be involved, not to mention abandonment and that the next time it happened, the state social services would have to be called. Turned out that she had done this before, with the other Santa's, but none of the others had really noticed. In addition, she was having an afternoon affair with one of the employees in one of the mall stores. Wow!
All we can say is, be prepared!