Elevator Conversations: Bad Santa

Riding the elevator at work. It stops. An apparently angry man walks in.

Me: …You alright, man?
Him: … (bleep)ing Santa Claus. I hate that (bleep)er.

He turns to me

Him: You know?
Me: … Uh yeah, dude. (Bleep) that guy.
Him: Damn right!

We get to the first floor and he storms off.