Inside Christmas: Ep. 10

The view from Mrs. Susan Clauses’ workshop office. It faces the indoor courtyard connecting all the different official offices safe from snow storms.

Shimmy

I’ve been “posting”, that’s what it’s called when you talk to others by typing words to the internet, on Facebook and Instagram and now Twitter! It’s been 4 days and I have friends! Human friends and two cats! How these cats can type, I have no idea but I have to admit, Bunnycat and Mr. Fluffypants are actually my favorite! Susan says to focus on the humans. I’m doing that but secretly, I do check up on the cats ALOT. Fluffypants had a tummy ache today. I just have to know what happens with that! I feel like I have a tummy ache!

Jingles

Wow! What a difference! Ever since leafhoppers made the stuffing elves go faster, we’re almost caught up! In fact, Apples did the same thing to the doll making elves and now they’re moving faster too! Haven’t seen much of Santa, I usually don’t at this time. He’s with the reindeer and if he’s not with them he’s with the sleigh maintenance elves or dressing elves for his uniform. I ran into him briefly yesterday and he said “Jingles, It’s crunch time!” That’s what he says every year. The fact that neither Clause is really talking to me means we’re doing well! I love the rush of the week before Christmas!

Leafhoppers

I did it!! Since we’ve been working so hard, we all get a very long nap every night! I’ve been drinking more and more cocoa every day, actually I started a couple day before overnights, so I’ve got plenty of energy! No one noticed! Well except Mrs. Clause. She called me into her office, a few days ago, after I got the elves to work faster. She congratulated me and I got so excited that I jumped up on the chair! She said that maybe I should slow down on the cocoa because a lot of elves do that in overnights and then they just need more and more and more and more and more and more and more!!! Anyway, because of the cocoa, I stayed up all night a couple days ago and I TALKED TO THE BOX!!!

PebbleBrooke

Guess what!? This is the first year I get to go to Santa’s take off on CHRISTMAS EVE!! Every elf hears stories about it but they all have this ending, “You had to be there.” I get to be there! I’m going to bring my blue quill! Susan said I could and Shimmy showed me how to put it in my hat so I can use my hands when I don’t need it, but it’s there when I do need it!

Shimmy

Update, Mr. Fluffypants is OK! Turns out it was just a bug! Phew! I got so worried that I sent a DM (a direct message) to Fluffypants so he could let me know if there was any change in tummy. He sent a message back and said he’s okay, then he told everyone, this is Twitter, about the bug. I meant to just post back but ended up in a DM. Actually, it turns out that Mr. Fluffypants has a mom that types his posts! Apparently, his mom is a human! I asked her if he was adopted, he was, but it started a long conversation about Christmas time! I think I have an idea on how to spread Christmas cheer and I’m going to ask Fluffypants to get his mom to help!

Leafhoppers

Jingles made a drawing of the computer (box) for me so I’d know how to use it. Turns out, you just press a button to turn it on but I still walked slowly and said “ahem” just in case someone had already pressed the button and it was just sleeping. I got up on the chair, I went to press the button but I think I moved something maybe with my sleeve because it just lit up! I almost fell out of the chair! It had words on the screen that said “You have a message from Mr. Fluffypants.” ??????? I moved the “mouse”, Jingles told me about that, and I clicked on the message. I used the keyboard to talk to Mr. Fluffypants. He asked if I was Shimmy, I said no but I also typed in all my questions. Mr. Fluffypants answered all of them! I get it now! This computer is used to keep information, like Santa’s master list, and to communicate with people and in this case, cats, EVERYWHERE!!

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, I’m going to the elf management academy after Christmas.

Jingles

OH BOY OH BOY!!! We’re done!!!!!! We did it!!!!! We’re all going to the chocolate shop to celebrate then in just a few hours, it will officially be CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!!

Inside Christmas: 1892, Worst Year Ever! Ep. 9

PebbleBrooke’s go to spot when playing hide and seek outside his North Pole home.

Shimmy

I got my cell phone today! That’s what it’s called. It’s short for cellular telephone. It’s bigger than I thought it would be but that’s okay because I LOVE IT!!!! It’s wearing a purple coat, Susan said it’s a “case”, but I think it’s cuter to call it a coat. It makes me smile! I never want to put it down! I showed it to PebbleBrooke and the first thing he said was “it’s wearing a purple coat just like you!” Ha ha! That’s true!

Leafhoppers

Mission accomplished! That’s what I’m going to say when I talk to the box and become friends with it. I told Jingles that on the way over with our overnight bags. He thinks I should hold my finger pointed at the ceiling when I say it. He says that’s what all humans do when they accomplish a mission. Apparently Santa shows him lots of videos, those are moving images of people doing funny things that show up on a “screen”. He stopped explaining when we got to the workshop so he didn’t get to tell me what “screen” is. By the way! We started our Christmas over night week today! AND, I’m not saying any of this out loud!

Jingles

The pressures on! Oh boy oh boy!! Christmas is just seven days away and we’re still behind in bears and dolls! I don’t know how we’re ever going to finish in time! It’s going to be another 1892. We were so behind that the last toy was being wrapped as Santa was pulling out of the reindeer stable! I ran after him and I almost missed him! I thought 1892 was the worst year ever but now I think it’s 2020! I’m going to call an emergency meeting.

PebbleBrooke

Guess what! There’s going to be a meeting today! That means cookies! Now that I can hold the tray with one hand I’m going to try something new. I’m going to put a cover over the cookies so no one can see what’s on the tray. Then when I get inside the meeting hall, I’ll pull it off! COOKIES!!!! Everyone will love it! Also, I get to sleep over at the workshop! I invited Leafhoppers to go outside for a quick snowball fight before bed but she said maybe the next night because she has something important to do. Maybe Susan told her about the management academy and she’s practicing what she’ll say on her first day? That’s what I’d do. Tomorrow night then! But first COOKIES!!!!!

Shimmy

I can’t put Adaline, that’s what I named my cell phone, down! There’s so much to do! Susan said I have to go on social media, that’s where humans talk to each other and show pictures. I have to promote Christmas cheer so I created what you call a “profile” on this thing called “Facebook”. That worked but then I tried another thing called “Instagram”. When it asked me my name I typed it in and it said my name was taken! I’m named after my great grandmother but she’s been gone for years! Maybe she’s in the cloud? Susan told me all about that. It’s where the information is held. Maybe retired elves too? How big is this cloud!? I can’t believe there would be another ShimmyUpendown! We’re the only Upendowns in the North Pole and no way a human would be called that!?

Leafhoppers

We had an emergency meeting today. Jingles was pacing back and forth talking about how we can’t let this be another 1892. I don’t know why? 1892 was hilarious! That was PebbleBrooke’s first year and he kept sweeping the floor with the broom upside down! Also, Jingles grew his hair, he said he was so busy that he forgot to get it cut, but I think he just liked it! He kept a comb in his pocket and brushed it every five seconds! Too funny! I guess we were behind though. It didn’t even matter because PebbleBrooke came in looking very serious with a tray that was covered! We had no idea what was on it. Then, he pulled the cover off and smiled at the same time! It was really impressive!

Jingles

The meeting was pointless! There was some great cookie magic, but no one listened! Not even Santa! I went directly to his office after to ask him to call a meeting but he just laughed at the covered tray cookie switch! He said that would make a great video that people would like! Does no one else remember 1892!? I’m starting to think they don’t! I was so mad that I stormed out of his office and went to talk to Leafhoppers. As soon as I mentioned staying up all night to catch up, she jumped up on her work table and told all the other stuffing elves to hurry up or they’d never sleep again! She pointed her finger up at the ceiling like she had accomplished a mission and I think she did! They all gasped and stared at her with their mouths wide open, then she brought her finger down and and said “Get to Work!” They did! Faster than ever! She really does listen to me!!

PebbleBrooke

Susan said I could spend some time stuffing bears to help catch up. Leafhoppers gave a really great speech! I did it for Susan in her office. I jumped up on her desk and I pointed my finger to the ceiling. She was very impressed. I think it was the pointed finger. That’s what got me! She said that would be fine and I’m supposed to send Leafhoppers to her office. She’s in for a real treat! Susan made chocolate chip cookies today! She was already putting them out on a plate when I was walking out.

The Beauty of Getting Old

I’ve always held my worth in the way I look. Am I desirable? Do people want to look at me? I’ve been effectively trained to think these things.

It has been said that middle aged women are ignored in most situations. I’m dangerously close to this and it’s a shock to the ego. I pride myself in people remembering me. By my face, I think. I remember randomly, I saw someone , had a brief exchange but they recognized me, years later. I thought it was because of my distinct personality, but now I think it wasn’t. Scientists have done studies where babies react positively to symmetrical faces. They’re thought of as “pleasant”. Isn’t pleasant smooth? Youthful? Our narrative would have you believe yes!

Could this be the human want to keep everything compartmentalized? To keep safe mentally? There can be nothing out of place?

When I thought about who was remembering me, I realized I had only met the person once. It might have been that person focused on my symmetrical face. Flattering but also wierd.

I think of my mother. A great physical beauty. Blonde, blue eyed, big tits, small waist. I remember hearing my dad talk about the day they met. On the subway. “She had great legs” is what he remembers.

It wasn’t what made him propose to her, it was the person she was. Smart, passionate, open minded. I should mention this was the mid sixties. She was white, Anglo Saxon, he was a Puerto Rican from the Bronx. Not exactly acceptable a match in those times. Both their families disapproved.

Their souls connected. Today, my dad is 80, my mom is 77, they struggle through quarantine but it’s clear. No matter what, no matter political beliefs, they’re there for each other. They’ve supported each other through worse. Leaned on each other. A lot, but at the most crucial time, the loss of their only son weeks after his 19th birthday. My twin.

My point is, I’ve put so much pressure on myself to look young, “beautiful” as if this was the end all be all, but I see now it isn’t. Well, kind of. I go back and forth but forget I said that and read the next paragraph.

It’s who you are, deep inside. You find people throughout your life that appreciate you, and you hold tight. They are your true family. You’ll always be beautiful to them and you should look at yourself through their eyes. Because, if you’re me, your eyes can’t always be trusted. I can get there though.

Wether you choose them or were born with them.

I’m going to recommend something terrible. To me at least. Look closely in the mirror. Closer than you’ve looked since you turned 40. Respect those wrinkles. You’ve earned them. Redefine what “beautiful” is.

You’ll be a better person for it.

I was a stripper

The cloths I came in on.

I was a mess at 22. It was a hard time. My twin brother had died, we’ll never know definitively how, at 19. In may of that year. I remember the day so clearly. The last day he was alive. I won’t get into it here but it was a catalyst for so many things.

The police had their theories, gang related they thought, I pushed my hypothesis aside that he committed suicide because of an impending 15 year prison sentence. I knew he was suicidal because he told me he was and like so many I didn’t believe him. It’s scary to believe that someone you love is serious about ending their life but they are.

There were detectives that cornered me, walking down the long driveway to where I was trying to meditate. Casually introducing themselves. Seeing if I knew anything about various gang activity.

I was a nanny at the time and I genuinely loved the kids in my charge but I knew I had to find myself apart from all of that and apart from being a vessel of grieving. People in my family had a hard time looking at me, alive. While my twin, was dead. If you’re a twin who lost a twin, you’ll understand. I’ll get into that another time.

My good friend had an apartment with two bedrooms that she needed to share. That’s all I needed to hear.

Very quickly, I was packing my shit. My parents were horrified. At least that’s how they looked as I drove away in a van with what little I had gathered.

When I got to the apartment, I felt liberated. My own room that I pay for. Just me. For the first time I wasn’t a portion of a twin combo. I was me.

It took maybe two days to realize I’d moved out in a sheer attempt to distance myself from a tragedy. Then I thought, oh shit. I don’t have a job.

My friend worked at a strip club in the city and had a lot of cash. I asked if she could get me a job there. Not as a stripper, I told her, as a waitress. She did.

Finding a wardrobe for my new job was intimidating. I had dressed scantily in my youth but ironically, I’m a child of the 90’s. Babydoll dresses, fishnet stockings. Doc Martins. With my friends help, I found some especially slutty cloths, and off to my new job I went.

I got very little training on my first day, I was told I had to have a certain amount of money “on me”. But where? I was to walk around with a tray and “check in” with strippers and their customers to see if they wanted drinks. I wasn’t given a pad and paper so every time I did this, I had to repeat it in my head the entire time it took to make it to the bar.

I had no idea how to make change, was it my own money? Actually it was, I think, I still don’t know! I can’t believe I figured it out and I still don’t know how!

I mostly got the orders right but it took everything in me to hold my head up, knowing I could do better. This wasn’t for me. I was raised better. For some reason a notepad was not acceptable.

A few weeks in, my manager, a hateful young woman, told me that one of their most “important” patrons, wanted an hour with me in the champagne room. That’s a private room where you can spend “alone time” (I put that in quotes because there are cameras waiting for you to be a whore)

I went. He looked me up and down, or what I’ve come to call “eye raped” me. He said I looked like a nice girl and he’d like to have dinner with me. But not the way I was dressed. I was wearing a bikini top and a floral sarong with 6 inch heels. He told me to change into whatever cloths I came in on. I did but what about my shoes? I figured barefoot, he was creepy enough for me to think that.

He ordered food from his driver who brought it to us. Not gonna lie, it was amazing. I had no delusions that he actually wanted to get to know me, so every time he asked about my life, I answered vaguely then turned it into a question about him.

He was married, happily, had two kids, one in college one married and successful. There was nothing sexual going on here. Just him talking about himself. He was successful, owned alot of businesses, and came to this strip club regularly.

The next night, I came to work in my slutty waitress garb, and I was told immediately that this man wanted to see me again. In the champagne room, with the cloths I came in on.

He came with a full meal, or his driver carried the full meal and placed it down, I caught a side eye from the driver that I didn’t appreciate. It was delicious though. Same thing, we ate, he complained about his life, he could have done this or that. I actually started to like him!

The next night, same situation but he was different. Apparently his younger son was upset with him. He accused him of ignoring his mother and asked him if he had someone else. I wanted to throw up. Even though I had never touched him, I was convinced this other person was me!

But wait! I was doing my job right? Was I? What was my job? I cried in front of him. Shameful! He put his arm around me and I tensed up. I realized, I don’t know you! You don’t know me! How did I become a part of your life!?

Well, I worked in a strip club. I dressed like a whore to make money, but wait! This man wanted me to dress the way I came in! Jeans and a tee shirt! But I was barefoot. I sensed that’s what he wanted or was it! Did I just assume?

To the detriment of my job, I told him this. He got quiet. Then, he told me he owned a certain business in the city and he could get me a job. I told him I didn’t feel right about that. He said “okay, how much money do you need to stop working here?” I had no idea what to say.

He asked me what my monthly expenses were. I knew but I didn’t want to tell him. I could see where this was going. Be my mistress and I’ll pay your bills.

I’m not gonna lie, it was tempting. He treated me well and I liked him.

I remembered a woman in the dressing room, a really hot one. I knew her to be a “couples” favorite. She told me she was propositioned by one of her couples. She told me she turned them down because, as she said, she had to look herself in the mirror the next day. I was floored! Integrity! Here!

After he propositioned me, I quit. Being a waitress. I asked for stage time. I became a full blown stripper. I felt more control that way. I could dance on the stage, there was a mirror behind me and I would dance facing it,for myself. It was oddly empowering. At the end of my set, I would point at the man I chose to spend time with.

There were other issues, and I’d like to say that was the last club I worked at, but I ended up making money in what I felt was on my terms. I was wrong.

Years later I still don’t know what to think of this, but I made the right choice regarding that man who wanted me to be his side piece. Thanks to that woman who had integrity who’s name I never knew.

Inside Christmas: Arms Folded, Chin Up! Ep. 8

The workshop break room.

Jingles

I’m about to talk to Santa about the interbox. I refuse to sit down in front of it until it explains itself to me! I kept repeating that over and over the entire walk here. When I stopped at the chocolate shop for my morning peppermint cocoa, I said it to Poinsettia instead of ordering from her! She laughed which made me laugh. She knows what I meant. I’ve been getting my morning peppermint cocoa there for a thousand years. Poinsettia always smiles really really big when I come in and her ears perk up. I always say, “Top of the morning to ya!” and I take my workshop hat off. Santa said that for about a week straight every morning a few years ago. Hey! Look at that! I’m thinking of something other than the box!

Leafhoppers

Apples and Shimmy loved the arms crossed chin up move I came up with for Jingles when he confronts Santa about the box. They were amazed! In fact Apples said she was thinking about it all night! That’s how effective it’s going to be! Jingles was practicing what he was going to say all morning, he said it to Poinsettia instead of his usual nonsense. Top of the mountain for ya! Something like that. I tune him out sometimes. Santa’s not here yet which is strange. But, the first thing he does after going to all the stations and saying good morning, is, call Jingles into his office. Then it’s showtime!

PebbleBrooke

I got to write things down for Susan and Santa this morning! Shimmy gave me my cookie schedule then a pad of paper and a quill! It was a blue quill! I’ve never seen that, so, I couldn’t hide my excitement! I was jumping up and down! Here are some of the notes. 1. Teach Jingles everything about the computer and how it works. 2. Find out why Shimmy’s sell phone isn’t here yet. I thought Susan said “amazing” but it was “Amazon”. 3. See if there is an opening at the Management Academy for Leafhoppers. Who knows what any of that means, I’m just happy it was me who wrote it down! WITH A BLUE QUILL!!

Shimmy

Oh PebbleBrooke, PebbleBrooke, PebbleBrooke. Bless his heart. That’s what Susan says when Santa does something she thinks is dumb. I thought he’d never stop jumping up and down when I gave him his quill. It was the blue one and I do know that blue is his favorite color. His hat is blue, over coat, his tights even his slippers! I should have known. Ha ha! I bet all the elves are wondering why Santa is late this morning. He’s still in Susan’s office. The last time they did this is when they added the electric Christmas cheer boxes and the four phones. It’s because they’re planning on installing the computer and internet so we can communicate down south. I hope he comes out soon. I want to be there with Leafhoppers and Apples when Jingles does his arms crossed chin up thing. It’s going to be hilarious!

Jingles

I can’t believe it! When Santa called me into his office, today, he said “Jingles, meet me in the 21st century in five!”, I was absolutely shocked at what happened! All I had to do was fold my arms, I was about to point my chin up, then, Santa said he was going to tell me all about the interbox! I crossed my arms so well, that he just knew what I wanted!

Leafhoppers

I can’t believe Jingles! He crossed his arms just like he said he was going to do, but didn’t raise his chin! Then Santa started talking and Jingles just stood there shocked with his mouth wide open! He looked ridiculous and I’m pretty sure his ears were twitching. Not as bad as they did when he was at the management academy but still. Stick to the plan Jingles!! I’ll have to stick to my original plan of pretending to be asleep like all the other Christmas overnight elves this week and sneaking into Santa’s office. I’ll walk very slowly around Santa’s desk so the box knows someone’s there and I’ll also say “ahem” just in case it was sleeping and didn’t hear me walking. I’ve got my list of questions all ready to go! PebbleBrooke is here. Why is he just watching me?

PebbleBrooke

I went to Leafhoppers to give her a cookie, and the funniest thing happened! She was writing in her journal but she was saying things out loud! She’s the smartest! It was so funny when she said I was there, then she looked at me, then she wrote something down but also said why was I there? She writes with a red quill. Not surprised because red is her favorite. Her whole uniform is red! I notice these things now. Susan thinks there needs to be more managers now because they’re going to promote both Shimmy and Jingles and she talks about Leafhoppers too so maybe she’ll be a manager? If Leafhoppers can write things and talk out loud at the same time, then she can definitely be a manager! As long as she still has time for our after work snowball fights, I think that would be great!

Shimmy

I might be surrounded by idiots.

Inside Christmas: Joining the 21st Century Ep. 7

Jingles’ favorite ornament. No one else likes it because “it’s not shiny enough”.

Jingles

Santa let me sit in front of the interbox today. He showed me how to type in words and then they showed up on the front of the box! I liked it but it felt very strange. I guess it’s because I don’t know how it’s happening. I hate that. I was picked for the management academy because I was curious so I guess it’s a good thing? I’ll ask Santa to tell the interbox to explain itself to me. I’ll refuse to sit in front of it until then. Refuse! I’ll cross my arms after I say that to Santa so he knows I mean it.

Leafhoppers

I saw Jingles sitting in front of the box today. It was funny. He’s tall but he looked really small sitting at Santa’s giant desk. He looked confused when he came out. He just stopped right by my station and stood still. It’s definitely the box. I really need to talk to it. Oh no! I think I’m saying this out loud!

PebbleBrooke

I know the perfect place to put my shiny new phone! On my new desk! That’s right! I got a desk!! ME! Only managers and Shimmy have desks! Shimmy said she’s going to be learning about internet computers, so she needs me to answer the phone and write down messages. I say, “hello, you’ve reached the office of Mrs. Clause (I won’t say Susan that’s just me and Shimmy that call her that) may I take a message?” I CAN’T WAIT!!!!

Shimmy, 1,000 years old, Mrs. Clause’s Executive Assistant, self confessed pot stirrer

I forgot to tell PebbleBrooke to actually listen to the person calling on the phone. My bad. I’ll explain again. It’s not his fault. We were all young once. He’s an all trades elf, though, so he should get it pretty quickly. I hope so, because if he doesn’t Susan will blame me! I’m the one that convinced her he was the perfect elf to fill in for me when I’m at my lessons. Honestly, I just think he’s nice to be around. Plus, he basically knows everything about everyone at the workshop! Oh My Snowflakes! He’s just like the internet computer! Oh, and he’s in love with Leafhoppers. She has no idea! Ha ha!

Jingles

Something’s up with Leafhoppers. She’s been thinking out loud. She does that in her sleep, that’s how I always know what she dreams about. I used to do that before the academy. It was always because I didn’t understand something. I know she’s really interested in the interbox and she keeps asking me about it but I promised Santa I wouldn’t talk to any of the elves about it. I have to keep my promise because Santa said the workshop is “joining the 21st century”, whatever that means. He says it every time he wants me to come to his office. “Come, Jingles! We’re joining the 21st century!” Or today he called my desk and said “Hello, is this Jingles? This is the 21st century!” He thinks it’s really funny. I don’t but no elf can resist laughing when someone else laughs. It’s just like singing.

Leafhoppers

I think I found a way to talk to the box! I’ll convince Jingles to choose me to be one of the elves that stays at the workshop a week before Christmas. That’s in two days! I’ll have some extra cocoa before nap time, I’ll pretend to fall asleep but actually I’ll be awake! I’ll sneak into Santa’s office and introduce myself to the box. I’m going to make a list if questions. Hopefully I’m just writing this down and not saying it. Jingles is here and he’s looking at me. He looks worried. I’ll talk to him.

Shimmy

On my way to Santa’s office for my lesson, I saw Leafhoppers talking to Jingles. Those two are always mad at each other for something. Drama! I walked extra slow so I could hear them. Apparently, Leafhoppers is thinking out loud and she wants to know more about the internet computer. She’s going to write a list of questions to ask it! Ha ha! That won’t work! Jingles said he would help her if he could. He can’t. Maybe I shouldn’t have told her about it? That’s what Susan says. I’ll talk to Apples about this at mid morning break and we’ll both talk to Leafhoppers at lunch.

PebbleBrooke

The Easter bunny called! I know because I answered the red shiny phone! Everyone says E-Bun, that’s what he said to write down and that Susan would understand, is mean. But I don’t think so! He did call me Pebblewhat instead of PebbleBrooke but that’s okay. I’ll just remind him again what my name is the next time he calls. Instead of just “hello, this is Mrs.Clauses office”, I’ll say, “hello, my name is PebbleBrooke, this is Mrs. Clauses office.”

Leafhoppers

Guess what!? Jingles said he wants to talk to the box too! After dinner tonight we’re going to write a list of questions together and he’ll insist that the box answer them before he agrees to sit in front of it again. He said he would cross his arms after saying that so it has to work! I told him he should also point his chin up. I think that will really make the box listen! I’m having lunch with Shimmy and Apples. I’ll show them the crossed arms chin up thing and see what they think. Ok, I’m definitely saying this out loud because everyone’s looking at me including Mrs. Clause! Oh no! I said “exclamation point!”

Inside Christmas: Clause Vs. Clause Ep. 6

The view from the mailroom of the staircase up to the workshop. It has to be behind a door to avoid any unnecessary entry that would confuse the reading elves.

Leafhoppers

Mrs. Clause held an emergency meeting. She said we all need to focus more on our work and if we were having trouble we could make an appointment with Shimmy to talk to her and that we could have a cookie in her office but only if we needed to talk to her, not because we wanted an extra cookie. Good to know because I was immediately thinking, is it a different kind of cookie than the cookie of the day? She looked right at me before she left. I was so surprised that I froze up! She’s nice and all but I think she’s a little scary. Maybe because she’s a giant.

Jingles

Mrs. Clause called me into her office before the emergency meeting. She asked me if I was okay. I didn’t want to tell her but she said, “you can tell me”. I just broke down in tears and I told her everything! Everything about Leafhoppers not being my best friend at work, the letter reading elves spinning, how I found an empty cocoa cup in the sink and realized it was mine… everything! She gave me a snickerdoodle, she knows that’s my favorite, It’s the first question on the workshop employment form, and then she said the most important things.

PebbleBrooke

I heard Jingles crying in Susan’s office before the meeting. I cried too. So did Shimmy. She was there. When he came out we both hugged him. Then, Susan came out and hugged us all. It was nice. She told us to not worry. I’m going to do that. I had a job to do anyway. There were cookies to hand out at the end of the meeting and I said “Ta Daaaaaa” when I came in with the tray. I heard that from Santa’s box today. He laughed and so did the elves! It was great!!

Leafhoppers

Jingles was really nice at dinner. He actually asked me if I wanted the marshmallows! He knows I always want extra marshmallows. It was nice! Too nice. Why now? He’s never done that before. I think it’s the box. My plan worked and I was able to not only see the side of it but a little bit of the front! No lamp! None! It was just lit up but not like a Christmas tree! I think, and I could be wrong, that it had writing on it! Like it was messages. I really want to talk to it. PebbleBrooke said it talks. Must find a way to be alone with it. Just it and me. I bet it’s really nice.

Jingles

Mrs. Clause said nothing is my fault or Leafhoppers. She said that Leafhoppers doesn’t know about the spinning because she’s a stuffer and went to the stuffing academy. They only learn about bears which is just as important as everything even managing. I don’t know anything about stuffing because I’m not a stuffer. I just know stuffing has to be done! It all makes sense. Leafhoppers didn’t go down to the mail room because she’s bad, she just wanted to talk to Pears. I’m not mad at her anymore! I even offered her the marshmallows at dinner and she hugged me! Mrs. Clause said everything’s topsy turvy and not my fault and it has something to do with the interbox. She said she’d talk to Santa about it.

PebbleBrooke

I heard Susan and Santa talking in her office. They were using outside voices so I could hear. I was listening so that was nice of them. Susan’s great! Susan said she didn’t want Jingles to know about the “computer” too fast because it’s “over- well- Ming”. I wrote that down. Santa said she was “over reeakting” wrote that down too. Then Susan said Leafhoppers was trying to look at it because she lives with Jingles and is friends with Shimmy and Pears and probably heard about it and that’s why bear stuffing is behind. She said it was all Santa’s fault but Santa said it wasn’t. I’m gonna have to think it was Santa’s fault because Susan is my best friend. I still love Santa and can’t wait to bring him his cookie later!

Inside Christmas: How to Deal With Difficult Co-Workers Ep. 5

The napping room at the workshop. A week before Christmas, some elves are chosen to stay full time at the workshop to fulfill outstanding orders.

Leafhoppers

Jingles was in Santa’s office almost all day today! They were looking at the box (Jingles just stood there with his mouth wide open) which I still haven’t seen from the front. There has to be a lamp in there. Has to! I’m gonna come up with a plan to somehow get in there. Think Leafhoppers, think!

PebbleBrooke

This morning when I went to Shimmy’s desk to get the cookie schedule, she was talking on the phone. I’ve always wanted to use a phone so I asked her to show me how she does it. She told me I could have it because she’s getting a new one! She called it a “small internet computer”. I wrote that down right away so I wouldn’t forget. I like the one she has now, it’s red and shiny! I can’t wait for the small internet computer to come! CAN’T WAIT!!!

Leafhoppers

After mid morning break, PebbleBrooke stopped by my station. He told me he was getting a phone. I don’t know why he would want one, what would he do with it? Maybe just look at it? Hope for his sake it’s shiny. I asked when he was getting it, he said when Shimmy gets her, then he showed me a piece of paper with “small internet computer” written on it. WHAT THE FUDGE BROWNIES!!!???? Apples and Pears are going to love this. Can’t wait for lunch!

PebbleBrooke

Leafhoppers invited me to sit with her at lunch! ME! I’m so excited I can’t stop smiling! I’m gonna go to the napping room and sing! Those are the rules. If you must sing, do it in the napping room. I can’t wait to see what I sing!!!

Leafhoppers

I got it! I’ll ask Pears if I could be the one that brings the afternoon toy production list to Santa! That would put me right in his office. I’ll say why it’s me doing that and not Pears, I’ll make it something really long so I can look at the box at least from the side. There would have to be a lamp cord that hooks it up to the Christmas cheer plug. There would just have to! Going down to ask her now!

Jingles

I’m so mad at Leafhoppers! I was in Santa’s office looking at his Interbox. I asked it “how can I deal with a difficult co worker” and it told me but I forgot because Leafhoppers came in with the afternoon production list! She went down to the mail room to get it and because of that ALL the letter reading elves started spinning! They kept bumping into each other, knocking into desks and chairs! Pears had to set the spinning alarm off! I’m mad at Pears too, she went to the management academy, she took job related elf behavior! I guess being down there with no one to talk to would be lonely. They all just read except her. I also asked the interbox “how can I stop being mad at someone” and I’m doing it now. Think of the situation from the others’ point of view. That’s what it said. I’m not mad at Pears but Leafhoppers? Definitely going to talk to her and maybe even raise my voice like she did to me yesterday!

Inside Christmas: Leafhoppers Vs Jingles Ep. 4

The dinner table at Leafhoppers and Jingles’ two family house.

Leafhoppers

Jingles was such an Easter bunny at dinner tonight! I asked him to pass the marshmallows and he immediately crossed his arms looked away and said he wouldn’t pass me anything ever again until I apologize for making faces behind his back at the meeting. How did he even know that?

Jingles

I told Leafhoppers I was mad at her at dinner. I was going to wait till after but she was just so dismissive casually asking for the marshmallows like she didn’t make fun of me at the meeting!

PebbleBrooke

For the second time ever, Leafhoppers didn’t want to have a snowball fight! I told Mrs. Clause, I mean, Susan, about the first time, she said maybe Leafhoppers is pro occupied. Pre? Can’t remember don’t really know what that means. I asked my mom what it means and she didn’t know either but she said that Mrs….fudge brownies!! SUSAN, went to human school down south and learned things we don’t in our schools. So, I guess she’s right. Leafhoppers is just pro occupied.

Leafhoppers

Even if Jingles did see me, that still doesn’t explain why he keeps checking up on me more than the other elves, or has been leaving his cocoa cup in the sink without even rinsing it! He does it at the workshop too! Apples told me she saw a dried up marshmallow in his cup the other day! It’s like he’s thinking about other things so much that he isn’t paying attention to what he’s doing! Ooohhh I wish there was a word for that! I’d say “Jingles!” Then I’d cross my arms, “You know what you are!?” Then I’d call him that word!

Jingles

I talked to Leafhoppers again after dinner. Both our moms insisted. They said we’re not allowed to come to the dinner table mad again. After a while of both of us crossing our arms and looking away, she accused me of leaving empty cocoa cups in the sink, then stomped away! I didn’t think I did so I asked everyone else in the house and guess what? I did! That’s not like me. I guess I’ll have to apologize.

PebbleBrooke

Leafhoppers stopped by my house to walk to the workshop together! She said she had a fight with Jingles but it was okay now. She said she feels bad because Jingles thought because they live together they’d be best friends at work. She told me to be extra nice to him. I will because Leafhoppers is my prettiest bestest friend! Susan says Jingles is…I think she said “stressed in” because Santa talks to him about the glowing box on his desk and what’s inside it. She says elves won’t understand it and he shouldn’t tell him. I’ll offer Jingles an extra cookie today.

Jingles

We’re still behind in dolls and bears and now letter reading! I went down to the mail room to talk to Pears and see what was going on, and she said some of the elves were confused and not reading as quickly. Pears said it was because Apples, Shimmy and Leafhoppers were coming down to talk to her sometimes! Everybody knows letter reading elves can’t handle change in routine, they’ll just start spinning! I saw Cederwood spinning so much that he bumped into Winkleberry who started spinning too! Pears took them both into her office before all the others started spinning. I should talk to Leafhoppers about it but then she’ll accuse me of singling her out! Santa said I could ask him to ask his interbox anything and it would answer immediately. I think I will but after I eat these cookies. PebbleBrooke gave me two!

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