New beginnings....

So, now this will officially be my first morbid entry. A glimpse into my life, my job.....

Case #2738-A

(Not an actual case #) (Names have been changed to protect the dead).

It's my first day on the job....well, not my actual first day, but my first assignment alone

My assignment? Fight my way through traffic and absolute horrid directions to the coroner's office.  Michael Jorgensen, a 47 year old overweight man, who in a past life may have been good looking. Now,  all I see is a weathered, wrinkled face far beyond his years, due to alcohol abuse. A look on his face which, though bloated and macerated, lets me into a small corner of his depression.

I get all the paperwork taken care of. Unload the gurney from the van....let the door shut behind me so I have to walk around the entire building again. Open the heavy door to the refrigerator...the familiar oder escapes into the hallway. I walk down the rows of gurneys, checking all the toes tags until I find the man I have come searching for. I wheel him out into the hallway and line him up with my gurney...

Brakes?.....Check.
Personal belongings?......Check.

I start with the feet, and slide them from his gurney onto mine.
I grab his shoulders....then I see it...but it's too late. I feel a cool, think liquid running down my leg and between my toes.

 My shoes....man...I liked those shoes.

Apparently Michael wasn't a very happy man. I imagined him sitting in his recliner, with cheap whiskey in one hand and fingering the cold steel trigger of his gun in the other.

He had put the gun up to his temple and solved all his problems right there.

Before I had a chance to step away, brain matter, skull fragments, CSF, blood, and embalming fluid had found their way down my legs and into a nice, sticky, slightly chunky puddle in my shoes.

I strapped him onto my gurney, put his gurney back in the fridge, cleaned up the floor and hosed myself off in the bathroom.

I returned to work....processed the body, did the paperwork and showered, making sure to loosen all of the sticky clots from between my toes.

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There you have it....your first look into my life.