Cremation.Well another hectic Monday, come back and our cooler is a little fuller than usual. I think the Grim Reaper was getting some time in before spring break. I realize I do something unusual and it makes for good or bad bar conversation depending on your sense of humor. But today someone came in that does a job that turns my stomach. Occasionally people donate organs and tissue and this guy decided to donate his eyes to the eye bank. Any donation is a noble cause but if you had to see your own eyes plucked out you would probably not want to do it. In comes this small framed cutie of girl, dressed in scrubs, for all I know she could be an SG girl. I open the box with the body and she proceeds to cut the tendons and connective tissue from around the eyeball. Then she carefully scooped it out. I couldnt picture ever dating a girl like that for fear of what she would do to me when I sleep. We joked about who had the weirder job, hands down she wins. The girl was in and in 20 minutes this guys eyes were in a cooler and off she went. 
Toddlers + Candy = oh no. Apple juice is almost too much.