Scary Rite Aid Santa

Everytime I walk into the Rite Aid I normally shop at I come face to face with this guy. And every time I do I am startled. Every time. For just a split second he seems real and he doesn’t seem friendly. He looks like he’s about to punch or tackle you.

Santa: Just stop right there! What do YOU want?
Me: Nothing, I swear. Just picking up some shampoo, Santa.
Santa: No. Go away. Get out of here. But first, fix my feet.

Scary Rite Aid Santa, New York City

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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2 thoughts on “Scary Rite Aid Santa

  1. It’s the eyebrows slanting down toward the centre that make it look angry. And the left arm/hand looks broken. Altogether, an unsavoury Santa.

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