'Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the shop
Not an oven was running
And the tool builds had stopped
The checklists were hung
By the cranes with care
In hopes we'd leave early
That would only be fair
Management was nestled
Up front in their rooms. While the cleaning crew was busy, swishing their brooms. Leaving work and headed for home, the employees were tired from the whips and the stones. We hear our kids scream as they go goodnight, merry Christmas dad you work tomorrow right. Yes son I do, I know it's a pitty, but working for big red has always been sh–ty.
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Who ever posted this must work in R&M, everyone knows Northbelt techs are all spoiled brats with coal in their stockings. Grown Babies actually