I'm No Saint Nick

The moment I saw my elf, I knew I was going to keep her.
Nick
Bah, humbug. It's a cliche, but I don't care. I have little use for the holidays, even though my birthday falls on Christmas, and I don't care if the employees in my dad's company love me like they did him before his retirement. It's not a requirement of the job. So how do I find myself stuffed into a padded suit and playing Santa at the corporate Christmas party?