Learnt another valuable lesson the other day, never volunteer for a call before getting all the facts.
I foolishly volunteered for a call the other day and then asked for control to pass details. The details went some thing like this: concern for male hasn't been seen for a few days, there is now several days milk on his doorstep. - Great I thought.
Rather predictably, knock knock on the door, boot the door in, search the very minging house. Hmmm what a interesting smell coming from the bathroom. Poor chap, passed away Elvis style on the bog.
Not a pretty sight, and as anyone in the job knows it is now my responsibility to search the body for any signs of foul play. The things we do to pay the mortgage I thought to myself as I struggle to lift a half naked corpse off a lavatory and begin examining it.
Apparently over 250 people pass away this way every year a colleague has since informed me. I wonder how I will pass away?
(I hope its peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather who was a bus driver, and not screaming in terror like his passengers)