I was working hard at my computer, when I saw something move in the corner of my eye. It was a man. Looking at me. From outside the window. Now that wouldn’t be so completely freaky if I weren’t in an office on the third floor. I turned quickly and stared. It was a man. He waved. I nearly fell off my seat, as my manager screamed.
The guy, apparently as startled as we were, motioned his arms as if to say, “it’s okay” and pointed to a giant contraption hanging from his belt. A giant contraption for washing windows. That’s when I noticed the cable holding him up and the suction cups on his shoes to help him maneuver around. A little embarrassed, I fell back into my seat, as my manager burst into nervous laughter.
“What’s the matter?” the guy whose desk is behind me asked. “Don’t you believe in fairies?”
I rolled my eyes.
Half an hour later, I packed up and shut off my computer for the day. I walked down several flights of stares and pushed through the heavy door into the bright sunlight. I noticed someone coming out as well, so I quickly caught the door and held it for him. He was a rather large man. White beard. Shorts. Hawaiian shirt. Not the typical sight I usually see at the office.
“Warm out, isn’t it?” I said, making small talk.
“Oh, it is,” he said, laughing. “But it’ll be snowing soon enough, so don’t complain.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” I replied with a smile. “I guess we should be enjoying this sunshine.”
We walked down the path to the parking lot together. The man was laughing and pretending to see a wintery scene. Commenting on the snow-covered trees and how he needed to finish his Christmas shopping. I figured he was trying to make a point. You know, remind me of how I should be appreciating this hot, summer weather.
I paused when we reached the end of the walkway. “Great, I can’t remember where I parked my car.”
“That’s because you can’t see it over all the snow bankings,” the man said, winking. “Wow, look at those snow drifts. Can’t see a thing. Just white. Yep, I sure wish it were summer again!”
I wasn’t quite sure what to say, so I just laughed. And then I came home and told Nate I had met Santa Clause.