We here at Nightly News are big into holiday fun. We do, after all, have the famous Rockefeller Christmas tree right outside our door, and it puts us in a festive mood. So, again this year, we played Nightly-wide Secret Santa -- you know, where everybody picks somebody else's name, keeps it a secret, and presents that person -- anonymously -- with a stocking stuffer. We exchange Secret Santa gifts on the day of our office holiday party (which begins very shortly, and this year, we're going bowling).
More than half the fun is trying to guess who one's Secret Santa is -- does the handwriting on the card look like a man's or a woman's? Is my Secret Santa that shy person two cubicles away from me? Oh, wait--it's the person who's giggling whenever I walk by! -- but really, I can never guess. The idea is that Secret Santas reveal themselves to their Secret Santees at the party.
This year, my present, perfectly giftwrapped, was sitting on my desk when I came in this morning. Imagine my delight when I opened it, and it was the entire first season of "That Girl" on DVD! (Now it can be told: I am the unnamed "staff member" Brian referred to in his Monday blog, who had
watched some 20 "That Girl" episodes on TV Land over the weekend.) I have to admit, it did not occur to me for most of this day that Brian could possibly be my Santa. That would have been just too weird -- but more on that in a moment.
All day, I insisted that this colleague or that one was DEFINITELY my Secret Santa, only to be told, "it wasn't me." Then, suddenly, at about 5:45p.m., it hit me clear as day: it WAS Brian! It was Brian!
As he walked back in the newsroom from the Nightly News set, where he had just talked live on the air to the anchors at our New York station WNBC, I, um, well, shouted: "Brian! You're my Secret Santa! Aren't you! Aren't you?" His head was down, his stride was steady, but there was no mistaking that smile. He was. Brian was my Secret Santa!
Now, as I told him, I'll need at least three days off to watch my 30 new episodes AND all the "bonus features." Oh, and the best part? Brian also had a Secret Santa -- and it was me! What are the odds of that? Weird, huh? I'll let Brian tell you what Secret Santa left under his tree.