BECAUSE A MAN COULDN’T MEET THE DEMANDS OF THE JOB...

  I think Santa Claus is a woman....

  I hate to be the one to defy sacred myth, but I believe he’s a she. 
  Think about it.  Christmas is a big, organized, warm, fuzzy, nurturing
  social deal, and I have a tough time believing a guy could possibly pull
  it all off!

  For starters, the vast majority of men don’t even think about selecting 
  gifts until Christmas Eve.  It’s as if they are all frozen in some kind of 
  Ebenezerian Time Warp until 3 p.m. on Dec. 24th, when they 
  – with amazing calm – 
  call other errant men and plan for a last-minute shopping spree.

  Once at the mall, they always seem surprised to find only Ronco 
  products, socket wrench sets, and mood rings left on the shelves.  (You
  might think this would send them into a fit of panic and guilt, but my
  husband tells me it’s an enormous relief because it lessens the 11th
  hour decision-making burden.)  On this count alone, I’m convinced 
  Santa is a woman.  Surely, if he were a man, everyone in the universe 
  would wake up Christmas morning to find a rotating musical Chia Pet 
  under the tree, still in the bag.

  Another problem for a he-Santa would be getting there.  First of all,
  there would be no reindeer because they would all be dead, gutted and
  strapped on to the rear bumper of the sleigh amid wide-eyed, desperate
  claims that buck season had been extended.  
  Blitzen’s rack would already be on the way to the taxidermist.

  Even if the male Santa DID have reindeer, he’d still have transportation
  problems because he would inevitably get lost up there in the snow and
  clouds and then refuse to stop and ask for directions.

  Add to this the fact that there would be unavoidable delays in the
  chimney, where the Bob Vila-like Santa would stop to inspect and 
  repoint bricks in the flue.  He would also need to check for carbon 
  monoxide fumes in every gas fireplace, and get under every Christmas 
  tree that is crooked to straighten it to a perfectly upright 90-degree
  angle.

  Other reasons why Santa can’t possibly be a man:

  - Men can’t pack a bag.
  - Men would rather be dead than caught wearing red velvet.
  - Men would feel their masculinity is threatened... 
    having to be seen with all those elves.
  - Men don’t answer their mail.
  - Men would refuse to allow their physique to be described even in
    jest as anything remotely resembling a "bowlful of jelly."
  - Men aren’t interested in stockings unless somebody’s wearing them.
  - Having to do the Ho Ho Ho thing would seriously inhibit their ability to  
    pick up women.
  - Finally, being responsible for Christmas would require a commitment.

  I can buy the fact that other mythical holiday characters are men......... 
  Father Time shows up once a year unshaven and looking ominous.  
  Definite guy.
 
  
Cupid flies around carrying weapons.
  
  
Uncle Sam is a politician who likes to point fingers. 
 
  Any one of these individuals could pass the testosterone screening test.  
  But not St. Nick.  Not a chance.  As  long as we have each other, good will,
  peace on earth, faith and Nat King Cole’s version of "The Christmas Song," it
  probably makes little difference what gender Santa is.

  I just wish she’d quit dressing like a guy!!!