Death - DBC

Before writing my entry for the day I would like to comment on the previous post. I feel the art of being polite is lost in our society. It boils down to one simple thing, our attitudes are contagious to those around us and our attitudes depend on those around us. If we have negative views of everyone and everything around us, politeness goes out the window. Anymore it's much easier to tell someone to fuck themselves rather than show a genuine interest in them. It seems society has lost any form of empathy that it may have ever had. With times being more difficult for everyone, we are all on edge and common courtesy has gone by the wayside, in fact lets just call it courtesy cause it is not common at all.

I could ramble on politeness for a while. However, my heart is being pulled in a different direction this evening. While watching the 6 o'clock news this evening I saw a story about a co-worker who was found dead in the streets of Carbondale early this morning. Cause of death has yet to be identified, foul play is not expected, either way he is gone. This man was 53 years old and had done way too many drugs in his time. He always had a story and a smile on his face. I would often join him on his smoke break for what I coined my, "second hand smoke break". We grew close during these times discussing anything and everything. Sports, coworkers, and everything else in between. He would dish out plenty of shit, and be willing to take it all back if you could find a way to do it. The point of all this being, you get to know people on a daily basis and rarely do you think any more of them than that. It's too easy to take for granted that they will be there the next day. It's always when they aren't there the next day that we realize how vulnerable we all are. It's easy to feel guilty for taking these things for granted, but its human nature what else can we do?

We never really know how much more time we have left on this Earth. I could be gone tomorrow at this time, I have no idea. It's inevitable in life that we will take something for granted, and there is no hiding from that fact. The best we can do is live each day to the fullest and treat people as we wish to be treated. The next time you have a conversation with a coworker that goes a little deeper than the work environment itself, be thankful for that moment cause once it's gone, you may never get it back.

I'll never forget my coworker, he was truly one of a kind. The last shift we worked together was last Friday and we had some fun throwing random food at each other. We had planned a major food fight for this Friday because it was the last shift we would work together before I left. That food fight won't take place for a little longer now. I've got a little more time to stock some ammunition for the big food fight in the sky... or do i???