STRIKE

Since it’s Christmas, I’ve decided to publish a story I wrote last year about this time. I didn’t reblog it as I didn’t want to erase some of the introduction I wrote at that time, so I’ve just retyped it. Enjoy, Happy Holidays, and a great New Year 2016 to all of you.

STRIKE By P.S. Joshi

All was not well at Santa’s workshop high in the town of Mountainous. Most people think the workshop and village sit right at the North Pole, but that’s a myth. For security reasons, it’s high in the mountains of Alaska and well-fortified.

The elves had done something strange, they’d gone on strike. This was a new breed of elves, different from their forefathers. They demanded more than minimum wage. They also wanted free food service, shorter hours, and longer breaks. Housing and free education for their children weren’t enough anymore.

The head elf said, “We dedicate our lives to serving Santa. It’s only fair we have our demands met.”

They used an elf gorilla tactic.  It was called,  “Waiting until December”.

Santa lost his temper for the first time in over two hundred years. It did no good. The elves stood firm.

Their lawyer said, “We’ll take it to the Supreme Court. It’ll make the TV news, and there’ll be a scandal.”

Mrs. Claus was worried. Santa was losing weight. It would spoil his public image. She hadn’t heard a “Ho, ho” in days. She convinced him to sit down at the negotiating table.

Santa finally gave in to the terms and all was settled.