I’ve seen a bunch of dead bodies. You live long enough, people die, funerals happen. That’s kind of routine.

I also found a coworker who died at work.

I was his supervisor. He had taken Monday & Tuesday off to work on his house with his brother. On Wednesday I got a call from the police where he lived. He was supposed to meet up with his brother on the previous Saturday, but he never showed up. The police called me to ask me to check if he was in his office.

He had stayed late on the Friday and died there.

That workday was pretty much over at that point. I’m not sure I needed any kind of training to deal with it. Not really sure what form that training would take.

I had a week or two where I would see his body when I closed my eyes.

It was natural causes. He was in his sixties, and he was pretty much a functional alcoholic.

He had a GI bleed. We found out later that he had an appointment scheduled to see a doctor about it. From what we pieced together afterwards, he had been vomiting &/or shitting blood and hiding it. He should have gone to the ER, but I’m not surprised he didn’t.

I do kind of have most other managers beat when it comes to tough supervisory situations.