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Christmas Eve at the Terminal

By on December 18, 2009
RoadKing Mag

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the trucking facility,
Not a creature was stirring, and there was no hostility.

The stockings were hung by the main entrance with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

The truckers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of 2010 engines and bonuses danced in their heads.

When out in front of the terminal there arose such a clatter,
The night fleet manager sprang from his desk to see what was the matter.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.

When what to the manager’s eyes did appear through the window pane,
But a massive new tractor pulling a long, shiny road train.

He spotted a big burly driver, so lively and quick,
The fleet manager wondered if his drivers were pulling yet another trick.

The driver was well-groomed and dapperly dressed,
His red and white uniform bright and smartly pressed.

A large bundle of something he had flung on his back,
He entered the terminal and in short time, came right back.

He did a circle check, looking his rig over all around,
The fleet manager could see that his face now had a frown.

“What’s the matter driver?,” the fleet manager called from his spot,
That’s when the driver turned and began complaining a whole lot.

“This new FMSCA safety initiative is what’s got me red hot,
Have you heard about the Comprehensive Safety Analysis 2010 or not?”

The fleet manager shrugged his shoulders and replied: “Afraid not,”
Responded the stylishly-dressed driver: “That puts you in very bad a spot.

“CSA 2010 has a new measurement system to identify safety problems,
And there’s a new intervention process that’s more bothersome than goblins.

“This safety initiative puts more burdens on carriers,
But that’s not really too big a barrier.

“My big concern is it makes drivers more accountable,
And for so many things we’re not responsible.”

The trucker spoke no more words, just mumbled and grumbled,
Climbed up into the cab, despite a few stumbles.

He fired up the diesel and gave the air horn a long blast,
Giving the fleet manager a wave, he stepped on the gas.

As the rig pulled away, the trucker driver yelled out,
“No time to ponder issues right now, I’m late for my route.

“I can’t imagine what the feds will do next,
One thing is certain, it will keep me perplexed.”

Over the diesel’s roar the fleet manager heard the trucker exclaim as he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”

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