Sad on so many fronts.
She worked in an office and apparently interacted with others. For no one to notice a worker slumped over a desk amazes me.
That said many of us - I do - work by ourselves for hours or even days at a time. Anyone else ever wonder about the reaction of others if something happened?
Personally I'd be LMAO...well...if I could.
Vincent: 17 million people. This is got to be the fifth biggest economy in the world and nobody knows each other. I read about this guy who gets on the MTA here, dies. Six hours he's riding the subway before anybody notices his corpse doing laps around L.A., people on and off sitting next to him. Nobody notices.
Have you been in a Gov't facility lately? This seems just about right. Everyone napping on their desks. Her coworkers just thought her alarm didn't go off to wake up and go home for the day.
Condolences to her family.
But on the other hand, this proves two things.
1) Government (union) employees work so hard and fast, no one can tell if they are moving. And,
2) I’ve always heard the joke, that on Fridays you can see people coming back to life, well, she must have missed that memo.
Good enough for government work...
Talk about a liberal break policy!
I wonder how long they'll let Ginsburg snooze next time before they start poking her, or if she snores enough that they can tell she hasn't gone off to the big Chamber in the sky.
I have a confession: back in the 80s, I briefly worked for FEMA.
We had a supply clerk named Roger. He was a long-time career employee and was quite literally the laziest person I have ever met. His indolence was so great, so much in excess of what we normal goof-offs and goldbricks could manage, that it is actually admirable. He should be in the Guiness Book of World Records.
Roger was paid about $18 an hour (remember, this was over 20 years ago) to sit in his chair all day and briefly rouse himself if someone needed a new pencil or perhaps some sticky notes. He would sit there and stare catatonically at the wall for hours at a time.
Naturally he would doze off pretty frequently. I walked by one day and shook him. He awoke, startled, and demanded to know what I needed. I said “Nothing, I just wanted to make sure you hadn’t died on us. We’d look pretty stupid if you started to decompose before anyone realized it.”
He just said, “oh” and went back to sleep.
The San Francisco earthquake came along the FEMA center was a beehive of activity. Several of us went there and worked about 100 hours a week taking relief applications. Not Roger, though. He had to do a lot more work, perhaps an hour or more a day, but they hired four temporaries to help him, apparently so he would not miss his rest.
Doesn’t amaze me at all. I worked in Civil Service. Some of the places I worked had people stuck there as political favors. One department in SF had the former speaker of the California house working there. After being bumped out of the state assembly, Mayor Willie Brown gave him a cushy job making over $100 thousand. To do basically nothing. I was working my butt off. I’d go there to interact with contractors and engineers, and Brian would be chatting up a storm with me, offering to get me coffee or answer the phone for me. I asked him what it was he did there. He honestly answered that he didn’t know. He lost the job when he was sent to prison for some former corruption charges. Some people sleep on the job and it’s accepted.
Sad that her new grandchild won’t know her grandmother. RIP.