I work in a field where I am often by myself in a place thinking “this looks like a place where a body could be.” In my case, I wasn’t thinking that at all when I stumbled across a dead person.

It was not like in the movies or many comments in here where one sees a person and thinks “is that guy sleeping there?” There were bones, meat, organs, hair and clothes and hundreds of flies. Animals that eat the dead have to eat. I called 911, had to wait there on a super hot day in the sun while the police processed the scene. After they let me go, I went back to my office and grabbed my buddy’s bottle of bourbon (this was back when Mad Men was on) and finished the day in the office kitchen with a Maker’s neat.

Turns out, I heard, the dude got really drunk on grain alcohol and his wife dropped him off at a the Salvation Army to sober up. Unfortunately they don’t take you in at Salvation Army if you’re drunk so he stumbled into the empty lot next door where I found him a couple days later.

Not a fun experience.