kurtz

one minute i was talking to the jovial old man about his dog..... the next minute i was placing his lifeless shell into a zippered white bag..... you could say i had a bad day at the office..... people come to my place of employment to get "fixed", not to lose any of the life they had left..... to walk in on your own two feet and to leave on a squeaky-wheeled metal cart is not part of the plan..... fucking mondays.....