I made mention last week that my co-worker and friend’s mother had passed away.

Today the same co-worker’s brother, at the age of 46, also passed away.

He was shopping with his wife and two children.  When they got to the register, he handed her the credit card, said her name, and then had a massive heart attack.  He dropped right then and there to the floor, putting a literal hole in his head on the way down which originally misled the first arriving unit into thinking he had been shot.

I know that somewhere in there would normally be a joke about shopping, credit cards, women and whatnot… but I assure you it isn’t a joke.

This year has continued in its consistency of being nightmarish.  While I would normally tempt the fates and ask, “Just how much worse can it get?”… well I’d rather not find out.  Of course, if the fact that I broke the brand new siren on her brand new truck while driving her to the hospital is any indicator… I better get my haz-mat gear on.