I'm not sure about this Santa person

I went to see Santa today. And I didn't like him. Mummy and I lined up at Myer for an hour and a half - we waited so long that I had lunch in the queue! (Heinz Lamb Rogan Josh, since you ask - it was delicious.) I was very patient though, and did my usual smiling and giggling and making friends with other people. I was having a great time until we went into a dimly lit corridor and then into a squishy dark room with weird little coloured lights and there was Santa. I could feel my chin quivering and Mummy gave me a big reassuring hug but then I sat on Santa's lap and it was so dark and strange and I was scared scared scared. I hung on for a minute but then burst into tears and even a Mummy hug couldn't stop them. I just wanted to get OUT OF THERE! Once we finally got out of the little room I was all smiles again, and I had a fun train ride home making faces with two people in the seats opposite me. But I don't know if I like Santa. Mummy says he's actually quite nice, and he might have time to come to Brunswick before Christmas so I could meet him again in more familiar surroundings.