Nothing going on

Santa and his minions are still parked outside the door at work. For some reason he has taken to smiling and waving whenever one goes past...

Maybe Santas are like cats and can sense who doesn't like them. Cats will usually make a bee line for those types and go to great lengths to rub themselves all over their victim.

Perhaps one could sic the cat onto him... she bit a repairman who came the other day, as he knelt while undoing a screw. Surely the red suit should enrage it enough to do some serious damage. It might even take out the photographer and her damned squeaky toy (which she applies liberally to encourage small children to look at the camera) while it was at it...

And people wonder what goes through an INTJ's mind as we wander to the rest room J