What Is The Worst Thing....

[Diva]

What is the worst thing that you have ever seen? In real life... not on a site. Did it affect you in any way?

[Jennafer]

Some black guy beating the shit out a white guy with a bat, for 9$ and a leather coat. For crack. Uhhhhh....yuck.:shutup:

[Redallnite]

Well this just happened today, I have been putting off getting the rest of my winter clothes out of boxes and into my closet. The weather here is so goofy, it's like spring in December. Any way I have some relatives coming to stay this weekend for the Louisiana football game. I had to clean the guest room out so the winter clothes had to be hung up.....

When I got home from the store this evening, all my hard work was on the floor. The damn rods ripped from my wall. Needless to say my dear sweet husband did absolutely nothing but put his clothes in the guest room. (don't you know this is my fault) :finger:

The thing my husband is going to learn from this is not to accept an invitation without letting me know in advance.... He will foot the hotel bill for the clothes in that guest room. HE IS SUCH A SHITHEAD!!!

[Diva]

Damn him! Trade that Redneck in for a car you don't have to use a stepping ladder for! You may have to throw in the trucks and that damn deer trailer but:

[Jennafer]

Diva, that was a great pic...I almost wet my pants. ha ha ha...:shutup:

[Amaurote]

Grief, that's terrible, Aussie.

I've been fairly lucky; I used to work in a morgue, but the sight of the cadavers never really affected me - if anything, the sense of proximity to the Chapel of Rest actually gave me a greater sense of inner peace than I'd had in a while. I was on porter duty for a while at the same hospital, and the sight of "body transfers" bothered me far more: it's clean, clinical and entirely inconspicuous, but that was precisely the problem. I prefer to think of death as a furious, dramatic moment, not something that happens incidentally and shamefully, the way it usually does in hospital wings.

I've finally gotten around to reading The Diary of Anne Frank, and the self-same element - the banality, the inevitability of the approaching end - still disconcerts and terrifies me. Particularly when it happens to someone as healthy, normal and young as Anne Frank...

[berly]

On a visit to Thailand - I took notice of the large number of dogs that roamed homeless in the streets of Bangkok. Most of them mangie (sp?) and starving. Only the strongest, most aggressive ones had a chance. On the same trip, I flew to the islands and the number of stray dogs increased dramatically - as did the number of sick and dying dogs to be seen. It was heartbreaking to see a helpless animal suffering. Some of the locals kept a few as pets, but people there don't make an effort to save the animals as maybe one would expect here in America. It was difficult at times to not feel judgmental - I had to realize that their way of life works for them and I was but a visitor there.

If this is the worst thing I've seen in real life, I'm damn lucky.

[LucifersChild]

easy. the worst thing ive ever seen in my life was when my brother was killed in a car accident. steering wheel crushed his chest, window frame crushed his head. end of story

[Amaurote]

Originally posted by LucifersChild
easy. the worst thing ive ever seen in my life was when my brother was killed in a car accident. steering wheel crushed his chest, window frame crushed his head. end of story

Good grief, Lucy, that's terrible. I noticed the occasional allusion from you on Mono that made me suspect that you'd had an extremely hard life - and this is the grimmest thing I've heard. I'm really sorry to hear it: it must have been tough getting through a catastrophe like that.