Twas the Night Before Christmas–the Self Storage Edition

Posted on Dec 24 2012 - 10:36pm by John Stevens

The self storage industry is one that is all about the family. It is not uncommon to see families running a self storage facility. Families trust them to keep their possessions they safe. With the way many self storage facilities give back to their communities it is clear a familial type relationship exists. So in honor of the most family oriented of holidays—a self storage/Christmas poem (inspired by Twas the Night Before Christmas)!

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the self storage facility

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse (because that’s against health regulations).

The security lights were hung by the awning with care,

In hopes that criminals would be smart and not dare.

The tenants were nestled all snug in their beds,

With visions of space for their stuff in their heads.

And the self storage facility manager in a ‘kerchief, no need for a cap,

Had just flipped the ‘closed’ sign; it was time for a nap.

When out in the driveway there arose such a clatter,

The noise was much louder than a small pitter patter.

To the security camera the manager flew like a flash,

Had to make sure there was no one trying to grab and dash.

The energy saving lights shone on the new-fallen snow

Helping the environment and saving money for all in the know.

The manager could see that it was a tenant in distress,

So he went outside to see just what was the mess.

The tenant was upset and feeling quite rude,

And on Christmas Eve that just wasn’t the right mood.

The manager knew he needed some help here and now,

His tenants were like family so he asked the man how?

“Oh manager! I’m sick and I don’t know what to do!

I hid all my Xmas presents in unit No. 2!

My key broke in the lock; the door is like a wall!

My family’s presents are stuck! Every one of them! All!”

This was a bad problem; but nothing in need of a cry

It’s a problem that can be fixed, just not on the fly.

So back to his office the manager went,

To get his bolt cutters to help the poor gent.

And on the way back he heard the man say

Thanks, but go spend time with your family this day.

It’s Christmas Eve go ahead; this is my problem to fix,

Head to your own home; I think WalMart is open at six!

The manager smiled as thought about each hidden present,

And how sad the man’s family would be if home they aren’t sent.

His tenants were like family he could not turn his back,

So he smiled as he walked, every step right on track.

The man’s eyes were a twinkled! His tears wet and sad!

Christmas presents that can’t be brought home made him mad!

It was clear this was important enough to him,

That he needed to get in there now; before the lights got too dim.

The manager showed him the bolt cutters at the ready,

He said don’t you fret. With these your lock could be cut by my Betty.

I’ll snip this sucker off and you’ll get your presents home!

No need to go to Walmart and roam, roam, roam.

It took a little muscle, a challenge it was to snip,

But the lock was a challenge from which the manager could not dip!

A twitch of his arms and a tilt of his head,

And soon the lock dropped; it was done; it was dead.

The tenant spoke not a word, but smiled a happy smile,

It was at that time he knew the manager would go the extra mile.

He’d do what it takes to make sure he was happy and cool,

As a customer that’s the kind of manager that rules!

He sprang to his car; filled it with presents so that he could leave

All the way thanking the manager for his help this Christmas Eve.

And as he drove away the manager heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”

Twas the Night Before Christmas  the Self Storage Edition

About John Stevens

John Stevens from Extraspace.com reports on the thriving self storage industry in the Pacific Rim and around the world with information from sources such as AsiaOne Business magazine, Inside Self Storage and operator websites. John is an avid blogger and outdoor enthusiast.
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