In shock and filled with anger after he’s told the reality about Santa Claus, he makes an impromptu trip to the North Pole. Gets shot in the head by one of Santa’s little elves.
Walking down the street and sees a bunch of people doing a countdown. He smiles and joins them. The countdown reaches zero and the explosion sends him into a coma from which he never wakes up.
Unable to get a job sends resumes all over the place. Finally gets a job. Suicide bomber.
Goes under a ladder to avoid a black cat which he can’t scape, and in the process smashes through a window that doubles as a mirror. All of this happens on Friday the 13th. He implodes.