You ever notice how you can work day-in day-out for weeks and months and nothing shocking ever happens at the office.
Then you take 2 days off sick and yikes!
I came back to work today to learn that one of the men on my floor wasn't feeling well on Monday, so he left work early. He went home and promptly dropped dead of a massive heart attack. He was only 42.
Life is short, kids!
You know what's weird? People's reactions. When you say, did you hear so-and-so died? People say, what? Him? But he was so nice!!! Like nice people aren't supposed to die. If he had been a miserable rotter, it would've been okay? Why do we say such dumb things?
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I know what you mean. I was in an all day training session Monday and someone answered their cell phone (we all thought - how rude!) and while the conference speaking was in mid-sentence, the colleague slams down his cell and says "that was Guy back at the office - his 15 year old daughter just died". Needless to say, training ended early that day.
A colleague lost her baby last week (stillborn) and after the initial horror, my first thought was 'but she's such a lovely person' I mean, its never OK for a baby to die, no matter who it is, but I have no idea why we do that - its like some deserving thing - a horrible person must 'deserve' horrible things to happen to them, which is totally illogical (most of the time).
the one I love is (after said person dies); "Oh but he took such good care of himself." So if you don't jog, you deserve to keel over?
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