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Peak season poem!
Peak Season Poem
UPS Peak Poem
It's a repeat, but for those that haven't seen it. Don't know who to credit it to.
UPS Peak
T'was A UPS Day Before Christmas
T'was the day before Christmas and all through the land
Not a creature was working save the UPS man
The package cars were parked, by the loading docks with care
In hopes that the air trailer soon would be there
The preload had finished their jobs for the night
Making last minute adjustments so all would be right
And I with my dispatch and the drivers in their browns
Had just finished our meeting and were heading for town
When out in the yard there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my dock to see what was the matter
Away to the primary I flew with great care
Threw open the bay door, admitting cold air
The sun was now shining on the snow we now had
All knew the conditions on the road would be bad
When what to my wondering eyes should appear?
But a late load from the hub, and the air trailer was here
More rapid than eagles UPSers they came
And I whistled, and shouted, and called them by name
Now driver, now feeder, now loader and sorter
On supers, on staffers, on clerical and porter
To the unload, the sort aisle, the package cars fast
We must process this volume, for the daylight won’t last
As teams come together and accomplish great tasks
When they meet with an obstacle, no questions are asked
So off to their duties they went with great haste
All knew at this moment there’s no time to waste
And then in a twinkling I heard all around
Doors closing, engines starting, oh what a great sound
As I drew in my breath to release a great sigh
A slight bit of moisture came to my eye
I now understood how it felt to belong
To a team that’s determined, united, and strong
The drivers wore flannels beneath their brown trousers
To help keep them warm for hours and hours
Their shoes were all polished, and shone when they walked
They were courteous, but brief whenever they talked
Their duties were fret with urgency all day
They were offered fine treats but had no time to stay
On their heads they wore ball caps or knits, some were bare
To help keep them warm in the chill winter air
On their hip was a pouch where they kept a device
To record their deliveries after checking them twice
The packages were left out of weather and sight
In case the receiver came home late that night
The drivers and helpers maintained area trace
To deliver all stops; there was no time to waste
As daylight was waning, and deliveries complete
And the driver was buckling himself in his seat
The last of his customers answered their bell
And bent to recover the package hid well
The customer could see in the distance afar
The fading taillights of the UPS car
And the driver exclaimed, as he drove out of sight
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Read more: http://www.browncafe.com/community/threads/peak-season-poem.357971/#ixzz3tFoXbBne
Peak Season Poem
UPS Peak Poem
It's a repeat, but for those that haven't seen it. Don't know who to credit it to.
UPS Peak
T'was A UPS Day Before Christmas
T'was the day before Christmas and all through the land
Not a creature was working save the UPS man
The package cars were parked, by the loading docks with care
In hopes that the air trailer soon would be there
The preload had finished their jobs for the night
Making last minute adjustments so all would be right
And I with my dispatch and the drivers in their browns
Had just finished our meeting and were heading for town
When out in the yard there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my dock to see what was the matter
Away to the primary I flew with great care
Threw open the bay door, admitting cold air
The sun was now shining on the snow we now had
All knew the conditions on the road would be bad
When what to my wondering eyes should appear?
But a late load from the hub, and the air trailer was here
More rapid than eagles UPSers they came
And I whistled, and shouted, and called them by name
Now driver, now feeder, now loader and sorter
On supers, on staffers, on clerical and porter
To the unload, the sort aisle, the package cars fast
We must process this volume, for the daylight won’t last
As teams come together and accomplish great tasks
When they meet with an obstacle, no questions are asked
So off to their duties they went with great haste
All knew at this moment there’s no time to waste
And then in a twinkling I heard all around
Doors closing, engines starting, oh what a great sound
As I drew in my breath to release a great sigh
A slight bit of moisture came to my eye
I now understood how it felt to belong
To a team that’s determined, united, and strong
The drivers wore flannels beneath their brown trousers
To help keep them warm for hours and hours
Their shoes were all polished, and shone when they walked
They were courteous, but brief whenever they talked
Their duties were fret with urgency all day
They were offered fine treats but had no time to stay
On their heads they wore ball caps or knits, some were bare
To help keep them warm in the chill winter air
On their hip was a pouch where they kept a device
To record their deliveries after checking them twice
The packages were left out of weather and sight
In case the receiver came home late that night
The drivers and helpers maintained area trace
To deliver all stops; there was no time to waste
As daylight was waning, and deliveries complete
And the driver was buckling himself in his seat
The last of his customers answered their bell
And bent to recover the package hid well
The customer could see in the distance afar
The fading taillights of the UPS car
And the driver exclaimed, as he drove out of sight
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Read more: http://www.browncafe.com/community/threads/peak-season-poem.357971/#ixzz3tFoXbBne
