Post One: The Joyous On Call Slog of a Funeral Director

Ah, a new blog. At least you don't have to sit and try to figure out my handwriting. Hoorah! At first my writing would be pretty and precise like the initial pages in a primary school exercise book, but after the first couple of entries most people would no doubt give up on my scrawl. I think people's handwriting says a fair amount about their personalities...which reminds me...choosing a font on the computer is interesting too. In my opinion most fonts are shit. Font people need to do some serious work. I think they are the people responsible for printing southern cross and frangipani bumper stickers. Correct me if I'm wrong but this is just an observation. Woah, major divergance...

Anyway, to the main point of this blog, I propose to blog about the comings and goings of the Brisbane funeral industry. Moreover, I'm a young mortician thats pretty much bored of having too many stories and no one alive around me to talk to during business hours (A bit of an exageration, but really, a lareg percentage of the funeral workers I know aren't too lively themselves). PLEASE NOTE: CO-WORKERS don't take offence, y'all are aight with me.

Damn it....I'm on call and someone just died...gotta go pick them up. See, this would be the rushed part where my handwriting would traditionally become doctor like.

Peace.