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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!”



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