The Graveyard Shift

The last time I worked overnights, I was in my 20s and living in Indiana. I was employed by the Indiana Department of Corrections at the time.That periods seems like eons ago.

I’m now moonlighting as a funeral attendant. Some people still call them undertakers. Some of the duties are as you’d imagine.

The last 24 hours have been particularly hectic in the funeral business.


Sometimes I get to drive the coach.

2 thoughts on “The Graveyard Shift

  1. You are really good at finding paying gigs. And this one really gives you some credentials for writing about collapse, what with no Kurzweilian singularity on the horizon in the near future.

  2. @JAB Thanks! Yes, I’m willing to do what’s necessary to “stay in the game.” I mean, what choice does one have without a trust fund to fall back on?

    One thing that going out on a death call (especially the gruesome one the other night/morning) does is center you in the reality of living. It may seem strange, but technology does the exact opposite—it creates a pie-in-the-sky state of thinking. I prefer to remain in the real world of flesh and blood as long as I have breath.

    I also appreciate moonlighting for a company that provides an essential service and treats their customers with dignity and respect.

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