Wednesday, 21 April 2010

The Bad Samaritan?

I have now been at my place of work for 7 years. That's 10 years as an Undertaker in all? On my way to work I usually call into a local shop. During these 7 years I became aware of a chap who obviously had a very bad drink problem.He would buy a litre of spirits plus a miniature and consume the small bottle in the shop doorway, wending his way home to consume the rest. He was always polite and we greeted each other with a 'Good Morning' I learned from the shop keeper that the guy had had a very good job but was made redundant and could not cope with it and turned to drink. He had a nice house and a loving wife. Most mornings I would think to myself if I should say something to him? As an undertaker maybe it would have some impact. I was also aware of the embarrassment that might cause too, if he knew that I knew his drinking was not that much of a secret and may have made matters worse. After 7 years of boozing he always looked quite well apart from one occasion when he had a fall and banged his face. I will never know if I should have taken him to one side and had a word, as on Sunday he passed away. When I found out, it got to me . Should the shop keeper have stopped selling him drink? well no, he would just have gone somewhere else for it. He was not a nasty drunk but a nice guy who was let down by the system. Now I will never know if I could have changed his life? I hope he has found peace of mind in a better place.

Again I put myself forward for getting a smack in the mouth today. A driver roared in off the main road into the local Supermarket car park. Of course they had a Mobile phone clamped to there lug hole. I just could not stop myself. I went up and had words as an undertaker to a Muppet. If they got the message or not I will probably never know, but I got no back chat either?

I overheard 3 doctors talking the other day. one of them was talking about a Lung Transplant he had carried out in Paris. They transplanted the lung from a donor in Cannes. In 4 weeks the man from Paris was up and out looking for work. The German Doctor had a similar story on a heart transplant patient in Berlin. They transplanted a heart from a donor in Munchen In 6 weeks the patient from Berlin was up and looking for work. The English Doctor sighed and said that in England they had transplanted an A*rse from Scotland into 10 Downing Street and now the whole Country was looking for work!!

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