And now for something completely not-fun

[deathpixie]

My co-worker Sarah was just telling me how the back office staff used to grade families' reactions when they saw their loved ones in the identification room. With cards numbered 1-10. I just got a 9 - there was an industrial accident this afternoon where a welder was hit and killed by a falling metal plate. HIs defacto aife is English, out here without family, pregnant and with a two year old. She's devestated. And I have to say, there's few things harder in this world than to sit at your desk and pretend to type whilst a grief striken woman is keening just around the corner. Luckily his family was with her, holding her together since there was bugger all I could do.

I really hate this part.

Comments

[winterknight.livejournal.com]

I can understand the need to distance yourself from the pain. It's totally normal but macabre to do weird stuff to make it less personal. I'm sorry about this part of the job. :( Hot bath and tea when you get home, maybe?

[deathpixie]

Considering I get home at around 7am after working all night, I'll probably be collapsing in bed. But a trip to the gym to work off things will be in order when I rise again.

And ta. :) Sometimes I feel like such a monster, being amused by some of this stuff, but yeah, it's either laugh or go crazy here.