Today, he was working on a unit in the embalming room, which he was sharing with a dead body. The poor guy was afraid to breathe through his nose for fear that he was going to smell dead person and was breathing through his mouth in quick gasps, which, he discovered, causes hyperventilation. He also thought he was at the foot end of the body when he was working, then glanced over to see the persons head instead. Not the best working conditions, to say the least.
At least if he passes out and falls off a ladder, he'll be in the right place. I suspect he really looking forward to this job being over.
Don't feel too sorry for him though, yesterday, he totally lost his husband of the year award. I was wearing a new skirt and he told me it made my butt look big. After 18 1/2 years of marriage, you'd think he'd know better by now. When I was telling some friends, who had just complimented me on the skirt, btw, what he'd said, one of them asked me if I told him that the skirt made his mouth look big. You just gotta love friends who are always ready to defend you.