Today I learned you should definitely be careful who you around when declaring there is no Santa Claus. I was always careful around children, because I didn't want to be the monster who destroys a child's dreams and belief in magic.
What I found out today is you have to be careful what adults you say there is no Santa around as well. At work, I was talking to a co-worker as we waited for the FedEx driver to unload a pallet of floor tiling weighing about 2,800 pounds. Somehow we got on to the subject of Christmas and nieces and nephews, and I mentioned that next year my brother was thinking of telling my niece that Santa Claus isn't real.
Suddenly, the FedEx driver shout out, "What do you mean 'There is no Santa Claus!'".
We both thought he was joking, but after five minutes of the FedEx driver telling us we were lying and that we were both monsters, he jumped into his truck and sped away. The pallet of floor tiles on the back tipped off and shattered all over the ground. When I looked up, the driver was getting back on the street with his middle finger extended out the window at us.
It took about three hours to clean up the mess, and taught me the important lesson that unless someone brings it up first, Santa Claus is real no matter what.
