eyeballkid

Someone else died at work today. I found the body.
I don't want to get into details, because it just happened an hour or two ago, and hasn't hit the papers yet, therefore, I'm risking termination and/or a lawsuit, as I already know other employees to be members of this site. But, i am in a very odd mood now. Kinda numb kinda disturbed. I had just talked to the man a couple hours before he died. And when he died, it was right outside my office. By the time the paramedics got there, he had no pulse, and had pissed himself. I don't know how long he had been dead, but the most disturbing thing is the total indifferance of my co-workers and of others. The only one who acted out was a girl younger than me, who cried and puked. Everyone else had seen it a number of times before. Including me, I'm sorry to say. It was silent the rest of the shift. People talked rarely, and even then monosyllabically. "Yes." "No." "Bye." I passed by a PBS van making a broadcast on the way home and didn't even care. Usually I would freak out and beg them to be on t.v., tonight it only made me sick. For the people across the country, watching the broadcast, laughing, stuffing their fat asses, fucking, and complaining. Taking life for granted. You know what? Minutes after the last ambulance left, a truck driver, who witnessed the whole thing, started bitching about the workers taking to long to load his truck. I have nothing else to say. And no, this isn't a story, this really happened. I'm off to the bar.