Big Red Lobster Man

When I was a little kid I always said that I wanted to either be Santa Claus or a pediatrician (at the time I called it a "kid doctor"). Santa Claus lived the high life, he made toys all day every day and once a year he got to fly around in a huge sleigh pulled by reindeer. Sadly this business endeavor came to an abrupt end when my parents told me that Claus didn't exist. Of course they made matters worse by telling me that the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy didn't exist as well, which completely crushed my entire childhood. On one hand I couldn't live in the north pole and hang out with elves, but on the other hand I would be Santa one day like my father before me.