Safety Info Posts
Published: 06 January 2015
"Twas the night before Christmas
and at the north pole was a busy little workshop with an enviable role.
Making dolls and soldiers
all manner of toys as the annual reward for good girls and boys.
The elves were all busy
and their stations direct. Making sure their positions were ergonomically correct.
All guards were in place
to avoid safety traps. Protective glasses were worn to avert flying scraps.
The elves wore back braces
to protect against strains and little hard hats to protect their small brains.
When on the main floor
there arose such a clatter all heads turned in time to see pieces shatter.
The crash said it all,
Santa thought with disdain. An accident in the shop meant an elf was in pain.
Santa came through the door
with a quick little burst and a "FIRST REPORT OF INJURY" for the elf who was hurt.
"Now, what will happen?
He nervously fretted WORKERS' COMPENSATION CLAIMS were what he most dreaded.
A high E-MOD
and the increased cost, And OSHA Inspection plus all the time lost!
"We just can't afford it!
A FINE, should we owe it, would spell out the end of Christmas as we know it!"
Sticking out from some boxes
away from the lights, were two short little legs clad in green, stretchy tights.
The boxes were strewn
under a once standing shelf. The curly-toe shoes proved it must be an elf!
"Where should we take him?"
They worried for the elf. "He need immediate care and can't drive himself."
So they shipped him off
in the stand-by sleigh to a North Pole Clinic, open six months a day.
The second team reindeer
of the non-flying kind, could earn a promotion with a new record time.
On Pokey! On Lighting!
On Limpy and Crash! On Sunshine! On Wheezer! On Crutches and Flash!
They ran through the snow
with their lips turning blue. If they failed to make it they soon will be glue.
They finally arrived
at Emergency Care Center. PROOF OF INSURANCE REQUIRED before they could enter.
The Eskimo doctor
applied all the salves ready to mend broken bones by fusing both halves.
That wouldn't be needed!
Managed Care said and the elf got some care before he could leave.
His injuries did not require
any specialized attention, but the bump in his cortex was worth a brief mention.
Some ice and aspirin
a brief break from the action. If he fallen from higher he'd need a surgeon... and traction!
The elf returned to the job
embarrassed by his gaff but with his butt in a sling you couldn't help but laugh.
He soon would be making
cherished Christmas booties but to get back on the swing they assigned him "LIGHT DUTY."
A fresh new reminder,
that you shouldn't climb on shelves, was a message not lost on impetuous elves.
Santa called his agent
without his usual smile. They jumped into action and OPENED A FILE.
The reserves were set
by the adjuster with care, in the hopes that a "FULL RELEASE" soon would be there.
The elves returned to their shores
more cautious; less hasty, with a new found awareness and more rules for safety!
Santa's parting request,
as he loaded his sleigh, "Let's not have a repeat of what happened today!"
"You must be more careful
and think before acting. Your health is more important, your work too exacting."
As he tugged on the reins
to start his annual flight, he said, "Be careful and safe, and to all, a good night."