Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

I'm glad I'm not one of Santa's reindeer.

Don't get me wrong, it would be freakin' awesome to be able to chill with Santa and stuff all year round, but what I mean to say is, I'm glad I'm not a shallow, discriminating, little prick reindeer that happens to be owned by Santa.

Rudolph, famously known for his massive deformity having to do with his nose, is different. Rejected at birth, his father was ashamed of him immediately. From birth, it seems to be ingrained in every child that "misfits" (or people who differentiate from the norm) are not to be tolerated in this perfectionist society.

Rudolph tried to make friends, but what did they do? They laughed and called him names while never letting him join in any of their reindeer games. What kind of demented social hierarchy do reindeer follow?

What I'm getting at is Santa, seeming to have the ultimate authority to judge right and wrong, seemed to hire some very un-good reindeer to work for him. This means that Santa is either a very ignorant supervisor when it comes to his employment process, or he's a cruel boss whose only concern is efficiency. Instead of hiring good, deserving, hard-working reindeer, Santa has decided to hire the most cocky, judgmental, energy-efficient reindeer at the North Pole.

Santa's reindeer are a bunch of bigots who only accept you if your deformity or handicap benefits them in some way.

That's screwed up.