12 days: the recession years

Six geese a laying

NEW POLICY: Effective immediately, the following economising measures are being implemented in the “Twelve Days of Christmas” subsidiary: 

  1. The partridge will be retained, but the pear tree, which never produced the cash crop forecasted, will be replaced by a plastic hanging plant, providing considerable savings in maintenance;
  2. Two turtledoves represent a redundancy that is simply not cost effective. In addition, their romance during working hours could not be condoned. The positions are, therefore, eliminated;
  3. The three French hens will remain intact. After all, everyone loves the French;
  4. The four calling birds will be replaced by an automated voice mail system, with a call waiting option. An analysis is underway to determine whom the birds have been calling, how often and how long they talked;
  5. The five golden rings have been put on hold by the Board of Directors. Maintaining a portfolio based on one commodity could have negative implications for institutional investors. Diversification into other precious metals, as well as a mix of T-Bills and high technology stocks, appear to be in order;
  6. The six geese-a-laying constitutes a luxury, which can no longer be afforded. It has long been felt that the production rate of one egg per goose per day was an example of the general decline in productivity. Three geese will be let go, and an upgrading in the selection procedure by personnel will assure management that, from now on, every goose it gets will be a good one; 
  7. The seven swans-a-swimming is obviously a number chosen in better times. The function is primarily decorative. Mechanical swans are on order. The current swans will be retrained to learn some new strokes, thereby enhancing their outplacement; 
  8. As you know, the eight maids-a-milking concept has been under heavy scrutiny by the EEOC. A male/female balance in the workforce is being sought. The more militant maids consider this a dead-end job with no upward mobility. Automation of the process may permit the maids to try a-mending, a-mentoring or a-mulching; 
  9. Nine ladies dancing has always been an odd number. This function will be phased out as these individuals grow older and can no longer do the steps; 
  10. Ten Lords-a-leaping is overkill. The high cost of Lords, plus the expense of international air travel, prompted the Compensation Committee to suggest replacing this group with ten out-of-work congressmen. While leaping ability may be somewhat sacrificed, the savings are significant as we expect an oversupply of unemployed congressmen this year;
  11. Eleven pipers piping and twelve drummers drumming is a simple case of the band getting too big. A substitution with a string quartet, a cutback on new music, and no uniforms, will produce savings that will drop right to the bottom line.

Overall we can expect a substantial reduction in assorted people, fowl, animals and related expenses.

Though incomplete, studies indicate that stretching deliveries over twelve days is inefficient. If we can drop ship in one day, service levels will be improved. 

Regarding the lawsuit filed by the attorney’s association seeking expansion to include the legal profession (“thirteen lawyers-a-suing”), a decision is pending.

Deeper cuts may be necessary in the future to remain competitive. Should that happen, the Board would request management to scrutinize the Snow White Division to see if seven dwarfs is the right number.

Dear Jesus …

A little boy wanted a new bike for Christmas. His mother told him they did not have any money for a bike. But she told him if he would tell Jesus what a good boy he would be, maybe Jesus would allow him to have one.

The little boy sat down to write Jesus a letter. As he began the letter…”Dear Jesus I will be good for one year…” He scribbled that out and wrote, “Dear Jesus I will be good for one month…” Then he scribbled that out and wrote, “Dear Jesus I will be good for one whole week….” In his disgust he tore up the paper and went for a walk.

As he walked he passed by the local church were there was a Nativity scene. He began to run as fast as he could and, when he past by the figure of Mary, grabbed her up and ran home. He ran in the front door and to his room. There he began a new letter that started…”Dear Jesus if you ever want to see your mother again…”

Christmas nativity scene

Not-so-family-friendly fun

Given the current state of the world, this one feels a bit too real!

I know I’ve had a wee ponder in the past about the weirdness of grown adults getting in to playing with kiddies’ colouring-in books … but I think I have found something that might change my view: Coloring Book Corruptions.

Sadly, it looks like the site has been abandoned, but there are still plenty of delightfully corrupted colouring in book examples to give you a giggle.

The site owner says that one day they and a cousin were randomly flicking through a child’s colouring in book and decided to add some embellishments. The result was a bit of a triumph, and lead to the website, which features innocent-looking image that have been vastly improved by the addition of all sorts of inappropriateness.

You will also find some pages that you can download to improve with your own artistic touches.

Shopping with the elderly

Two old ladies were outside their nursing home one afternoon having a drink and a smoke, when it started to rain. 

One of the old ladies pulled out a condom, cut off the end, pulled it over her cigarette, and continued smoking. 

“What in the hell is that?” asked Maude. “A condom.” replied Mabel. “This way my cigarette doesn’t get wet.” 

“Were did you get it?” asked Maude with interest.

“You get them at any pharmacy.” replied Mabel.

The next day, Maude hobbled into the local pharmacy and announced to the pharmacist she wanted a box of condoms. The pharmacist, obviously embarrassed, looked at her kind of strangely (she was after all over 80 years of age), but very delicately asked what brand of condom she preferred.

“Doesn’t matter Sonny,” she replied, “As long as it fits on a camel.”

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