Working on the Holiday - A poem

So you've got to work the holidays, or your boss will get real mad?

You work in a big box store in town, and your schedule makes you sad?

Well let me tell you another story, of some folks who just like you,

are working on the holiday, so that others do not have to.

We are your firefighters, your medics, your cops,

your nurses and doctors ready to assist,

just like every other day, not just December 25th.

We'd like to teach you something you'll eventually figure out,

a holiday is just a number, there's no need to pout.

Turkey tastes delicious on November 29th,

and sometimes we celebrate Christmas on the 26th, at night.

Your place was open last year and the year before,

on the day so suddenly special you want to blame the store.

So for those of you who complain about working this holiday,

remember the others who are always working regardless of the day.

You won't have to work the holiday when you get a better gig,

but if you're lucky, you will, cause you'll be with us in the rig.

 

-HM

Comments

Shilah said…
Indeed! What makes a "holiday"
a day for smiles & cheer?
Why do we so look forward
to those days year after year?
I say it's partly knowing
that the Good Guys are at work.
We sure would not enjoy the day
if we were lost or hurt.
So God bless all responders,
whatever day it is,
& thank you, Happy Medic,
for "telling it like it is". : -)
Happy said…
I like yours better!
Shilah said…
LOL -- aw, shucks.
Blessings to you & yours.
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