TheGasconMan

So I have a very interesting job. I think it’s so unique that I’ve decided to share my stories, my encounters, my every day adventures and what ever else comes to mind that I feel worthy of jotting down to share for later. Some might find my occupation odd or gross, maybe even appealing to some but nonetheless, it’s freakin weird. I’ve been working at my current job for about a year coming up in February. My previous job was building custom kitchen cabinets and furniture, but due to loss of work I was let go (it’s a nice way to say fired). Shortly after losing my job, I was approached by a friend of mine who is a sales rep for a company that manufactures and delivers a very interesting product. He said they were hiring a delivery guy for the Cleveland, Akron, Youngstown areas and those cities adjacent to them as well, so I applied and got the job and actually enjoy it most of the time.

Oh! I haven’t told you what I deliver! Well I deliver caskets. Don’t worry, they are empty and I deliver them to the funeral homes all over Ohio and parts of PA and WV too. So what’s so weird about delivering empty caskets to funeral homes? It’s not really the delivery part that’s weird but what happens when I get to the funeral homes and get to be behind the scenes, that’s when all the fun happens!

I’m usually on the road in my 16’ box truck for about 7 to 10 hours on a good day. The amount of time I work depends on how many people died that day, it’s sad to say but I make a living on the death of others. I mean no disrespect to the dead in any way with some of the stories I’m going to tell but after seeing dead people everyday for about a year, you kind of become numb to death. I haven’t lost all my emotions, don’t freak out. I’ve just realized the fact of life, that all of us are going to die and it’s become an everyday reality to me. Life truly is a vapor, it appears for a little time and then vanishes away. So don’t get offended if you think my stories are morbid or gross, I’m just letting you into the mind of Aaron Gascon, I’m just weird as you’ll come to see.

So now that you all are some what caught up to speed, I’ll share a story that happened today. I was listening to the radio, usually alternative rock or 100.7, and the song Zombie by the Cranberries comes on and I’m singing along of course and right as the song finishes, I arrive to my next stop. My next stop was a funeral home in Cleveland, it’s not in the best area of Cleveland to start off with either, and this funeral home is very disorganized in my opinion. (Side note: I usually have to enter the prepping areas to get the casket into the building) So inside this prepping room, there are about 9 bodies packed into this little room, I won’t describe the smell, let your imaginations run wild with that. After I get the casket into the home, I sit off to the side and wait for the receptionist to write a check, some funeral homes are COD, and so as I’m waiting for the check, I try to strike up a conversation with the people working there, I couldn’t quite understand them though, they were speaking ebonics and it was hard to decifer what they were saying. As I unconsciously nod my head, acting like I understood them as they put a body in a casket. The funny part is I’m still singing the Cranberries song Zombie in my head while I’m sitting there. I then began to imagine all 9 corpses rising up and eating everyone except me in there. I even scanned the room to see what weapons I could fashion together to use in case this day dream became reality. As quickly as I imagined it happening, it was gone as the receptionist handed me a check. I went on my merry way still singing that song, it’s so catchy!

So here is a little glimpse of what I see and think everyday. I just figured I’d share my thoughts and adventures with the world! Hope you enjoyed!

TheGasconMan

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