I had to go back to the morgue.

I had an extremely stressful day and all I wanted to do was go home and get some rest.

  • I had worked at the church all afternoon, trying to get the air conditioning repaired before the evening sermon.

I was no sooner in the house than my beeper went off. I didn’t want to answer, but it was my boss. He asked if I had finished up at the church? I almost said no, but instead I told him I was already home. He asked if I would take one more emergency call before calling it quits for the weekend? I asked for the address, and winced. I wasn’t prepared to go back to the morgue today or any day. The morgue was right next to the church where I had spent my entire day. The morgue was creepy enough during the day, but at night, it was even worse. I headed down and rang the bell at the back door. They young man showed me to the AC unit and thanked me for getting there so quickly. He said some of the people inside were getting testy because it was so hot inside. He was afraid some of the older ladies would have their makeup melting if the air conditioning wasn’t working soon. I had to laugh, especially since all i could see was my grandmother all made up in her powder and rouge, when she was going to church. It didn’t take long to make the repair. I wasn’t as creeped out about the morgue after talking to the young man, but i was tempted to look inside and see the old ladies with melting makeup.

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