The Methodical De-Scrooging Of Austin The Grinch

Christmas, humor, Modern PhilosopherSanta Claus was telling me the other day, Modern Philosophers, that part of the magic of Christmas is that it means something different to everyone.

The big guy tends to get philosophical when the eggnog is flowing, but I had to concede that he had a point.

After all, Christmas has always been a very confusing time for me.

It is my favorite time of the year.  I love the lights, the songs, the movies and TV specials, the way everyone is so kind and generous, the food, the love, and the hope.

It truly is a magical time, especially when you consider how cold and bleak December can be.  During the Christmas Season, the world just becomes warmer and brighter.

I’m not much for gossip, but the word around the yule log is that Christmas is the most wonderful time of year.  Additionally, I hear there’s no place like home for the holidays.

And yet, Christmas can also be very sad and lonely for me.  The House on the Hill is dark and empty, there is no tree, no lights, no carolers, and no presents.

So even though I love Christmas, I also hate it because it makes me feel all alone.  Something like this…

Christmas, humor, Modern PhilosopherThe thing is, I love doing Christmas stuff.  In the car, I listen to the station that plays all Christmas songs.  I decorate the office and plan work Christmas events.  I walk around the neighborhood looking at the Christmas lights.  I try to watch the Christmas classics every year: It’s a Wonderful Life, Love Actually, Elf, Bad Santa, and Die Hard.  I will happily devour whatever holiday treats are placed within arm’s length.

It’s a different story, however, when I’m home.  I don’t want to decorate.  I don’t want a tree.  Why put in the effort since there’s no one in my life to share all the experiences?  There are no presents to open.  There’s no one there on Christmas morning.

In fact, Christmas morning is always a huge letdown.  Once I wake up in the empty house with no gifts, I realize that the holiday is over.  The lights will come down.  The music won’t be on the radio.  People will go back to being grumpy.

So Santa was right.  Christmas is different for everyone.  It’s different things for me.

Christmas, humor, Modern PhilosopherIt’s because of this duality of Christmas that I continue to put up a stocking on my desk, and bring in the Christmas CDs.  I want my time around others to be merry and bright.

I was pleasantly surprised last week when I noticed a gift in my stocking.  Then pretty much every time I’d go on my break, I’d return to find my stocking a little more full.

Until it got to the point that it was overflowing.

Of course, no one will admit to putting gifts in my stocking, but they are clearly there.  As you can see from the photo on the left, this is not all in my imagination.

I started a new position in July, and my new coworkers have been absolutely amazing.

So it’s no surprise really that my stocking is suddenly bursting at the seams.  The new colleagues definitely seem the type who would call Santa Claus and demand to know why he’s bypassed The House on the Hill for the past several years.

I decided not to open any of the stocking gifts because I wanted to save them for Christmas morning.  Thought it might make for a nice change to my Christmas routine.

And maybe, my heart grew a size or two because of the anonymous gift giving.

However, it was certainly time to call the cardiologist earlier this week.  Because when I arrived at work, I found this on my desk…

Christmas, humor, Modern PhilosopherYes, Modern Philosophers, there was a Snowman Christmas Tree set up on my desk!  It was all lit up, and the snowman was smiling slyly as if to remind me that Christmas was for everyone who believed, even a quirky introvert like me.

Over the course of the week, presents began to magically appear under the tree whose origins are still a mystery.

It pretty much all seems to fall under the heading of Christmas Magic.

You know, because none of my amazing coworkers claim to have any idea as to how the tree got there, or how the presents found their way into the stocking or under the aforementioned tree.

Star Wars, Christmas, humor, Modern PhilosopherI really do like this one gift that wasn’t wrapped.

The Star Wars Nerd in me couldn’t love it more unless it had been hand delivered by Daisy Ridley.

And the way the Christmas Magic is flowing, maybe such a personal delivery is possible.  I mean, nothing seems off the table at this point.

Yes, Modern Philosophers, I’m as giddy as a school boy on Christmas morning.  And that’s a feeling I haven’t had this time of year in ages.  Christmas Magic must be pretty powerful if it can silence my inner Scrooge…

Are your coworkers as cool as mine?  Has anyone ever completely surprised you at Christmas?

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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11 Responses to The Methodical De-Scrooging Of Austin The Grinch

  1. lydiaschoch says:

    What a nice thing to do! You have great coworkers. 🙂

  2. beth says:

    how wonderful and lucky you have such great people around you. makes all the difference – this may be your happiest Christmas ever!

  3. grannyK says:

    So wonderful! We don’t have much in the way of decorations and we don’t have presents, either. I try to do some baking and make a special meal, though. That’s usually good enough for us.

  4. Good for you Austin. You have rightfully earned the appreciation you get from your co-workers.
    Merry Christmas, happy New Year, keep on blogging and let’s see that pilot go to production.

    • Austin says:

      Thank you. Merry Christmas. I’m currently working on a novel based on the Halloween short story I wrote for the blog. So I’m definitely keeping on with the writing projects!

  5. markbialczak says:

    Cheer is in the air, Austin! I’m glad your co-workers delivered just the right Christmas present for you this year. My co-workers are very good about the spirit as well, thankfully. Merry Christmas to you, my friend in the House on the Hill.

  6. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    WORSE YET—I’M NOT A WORKER ANYMORE! 😦

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