There's a guy at my work who is a total grinch all year round. He has no hesitation in making rude comments or telling off one of our client's if he feels that they're doing something (in his opinion) stupid. You can pass him in the hall every single day, and he will not even acknowledge you - even if you greet him. He's just a year long scrooge.
And then there is the one day of the year that amazes me. Every Christmas Eve, our department welcomes us to bring our families for a special catered breakfast and there are holiday activities for the children. Around 10am, Santa will come and each child will get their picture taken with him, and he hands out little goodies. Yes, it's the grinch in full on Santa attire, complete with large red sack of toys, white wig, beard, glasses - he even puts powder in his eyebrows to lighten them. He loves being Santa - you can see it. He loves playing with the children and talking to them. He loves handing out the small surprise packages. He is fully Santa. I heard that he actually bought the Santa outfit he wore today himself. And the guy is Jewish.
So, I'm sure come Monday, the grinch will be back in full force, but just this one day each year, the grinch's heart grows and Santa emerges.
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