Today, was an eventful day. I was busy at work, had an excellent, workout, choked on water and saw a dead body zipped up in a blue body bag. That's right, you read that correctly!!! Now to some people, like people that work in a hospital, it would probably be no biggie. I, on the other hand, walked away with a HUGE case of the heebie jeebies. Like I said, it was an eventful day. hehe.
So towards the end of the day, a couple of co-workers and myself were chatting. One lady, we'll call her L.A. was talking about changing her hair. As we were discussing this, I asked her if she would ever consider cutting her hair shorter. To this, she responded, 'I don't want it much shorter or I can't get it up'. If you know the pervy mind I tend to have on a regular basis, then you'll understand why I started giggling. Of course my fellow co-workers started laughing as well. Once done giggling like 10 year old girls, the conversation went on. While still talking, my mind went back to her comment about not getting it up. That's when it all went Ca-RRRAAAZY! I kind of smiled and chuckled and as I did this, I was taking a sip of my water. Which, went down the wrong tube and caused me to choke. But me being me, I try containing the choking and the laughter which results in the water spouting out of my mouth like a freakin' fountain. Once all the water is gone, I continue choking, coughing and burping. Not only that, but I seem to remember sounding like I was barking out burps that I feared would end in me throwing up. Now, this wouldn't have been so bad but at the same time, I'm trying not to laugh! Why, you ask. Simply because while I'm trying to calm down and get my choking, coughing, burping, and barking under control, my co-workers were literally KILLING themselves laughing. L.A. actually had to walk away because she was laughing so hard. What a nice gal, huh?! lol.
Once everything subsided, my other co-worker, (we'll call her A.L.) finally managed to ask if I was okay once she was done laughing.lol. Which, I was but I was a little shaken and I was still giggling because I can imagine how damn funny I must have looked. Tears and all, me, choking on water while giggling about it. As I said before, I never said I was classy. :p
So now onto the dead body part. :s
At some point, L.A. had noticed while chatting with us that there were cop cars at the apartment complex across from where we work. This is not an unusual thing as it's not the most well looked after building in the city (not my workplace, but the apartment building). As usual, we took a quick glance and dismissed it. Within no time after the choking and everything, it was the end of the day and A.L. and I headed out. On my way out to my truck while crossing the street I see the cop car pull away. THEN, I see a man and women come out with a gurney. Fully loaded with a dead body in a blue body bag that resembled a blue duffel bag. BLECH! I mean, it's all I can say, it really CREEPED me out. I mean, I've seen deceased people before at funerals and everything but EEEEEWWWWW! What's worse is that I tried to avoid walking by them at all costs but I was halfway across the one street before I noticed what was happening. THEN, to cross the other street, I had to cross the street with the man and woman AND the dead person on the gurney so that I could get to my truck and they could get to there 'dead person carrier vehicle' (insert correct word here). Even just remembering it is making me feel all icky again (and I just showered)!!! But here's the thing, it's probably vain of me to call the vehicle they use the 'dead person carrier vehicle' but I also feel vain because of the thought that went through my head when I saw that blue body bag.
Instead of reflecting on life and thinking about my 'near death' experience when I choked on the water (rolls eyes at myself), I thought, 'DAMN, how the F would I ever fit in that bag (especially if I DID die while choking on my water all the while having my co-workers stand there and laugh'???! I need to get to the gym ASAP!!! lol.
Monday, March 22, 2010
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