Monday, May 25, 2009

The Mortuary Attendant


Today, I met with a man at loftier peaks than me. Sometimes words can't do justice to the blackness of a meeting, a rendezvous, a lunch engagement, a secret liaison with a lover. My boss is undoubtedly well-liked, but not as a leader or manager. Everyone is aware he wears a toupee: it resides on his left shoulder.

Few people have the pleasing opportunity to choose those they work with and in surroundings harmonious to the ear and eye. Who wants to work with the lazy and slavish? In a way, what may be viewed to the outsider as "unity" may be - to the insider - a concoction of misery, exhausting conflicts, irritability, opportunism, indifference and simple sucking-up. A sense of inadequacy haunts each one of us. Most human beings are saddled with superimposed secrets.

How long have you been here?

About one minute, sir

Not in my office ... with the organisation?

Fifteen years.

Are you happy here?

Is that a serious question?

Why do you feel that?

Well, I just don't feel I've a purposeful role in the organisation. Indeed, has anyone?

Perhaps another position would suit you. What do you feel you did best at school?

I was particularly adept at humming along with hymns in assembly.

I mean academically.

I liked dissecting frogs.

In biology?

No. I never did biology. Dissecting frogs was a hobby. My pen pal, at that time, Jean - Paul, used to send me frogs in the post. He was happy to pay the extra postage. I stopped writing when he sent squirrels.

That doesn't help me to generate any ideas about your future. I’ll have to give it more thought.

Silence fell on the room. For a minute I thought my boss looked like a pair of nail clippers: useless and neglected. I intervened through sheer boredom.

When I was sixteen I saw the inside of a mortuary. You remind me of the caretaker. He had blueish-gray lips, grey hair, a round chin and collected hair from corpses. He enjoyed talking about death and the dead.

My boss fell to his knees and began to weep. Fifteen years' too late, in my case. The last words I heard him pronounce were, Why am I unable to lie down without falling?!

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It is summer ____ We have moved to ______  It has a farmyard smell. The tied cottage my family now inhabits is located on a dairy farm. My female playmate lives next door. I am six, she is eight. I adore her white skin, cheerful smile and mass of red hair. We develop a system of communication after we are sent to bed. One knock on the adjoining wall represents, Yes; Two, No; Three, Maybe; Four, Tomorrow; Five, Are you tired?; Six, Have you wet your bed?; Seven: Are you happy?; Eight, Do you love me?; Nine, Are you awake?; Ten, Are you still reading Proust?

Her two sisters, while strikingly more beautiful, are dimly aware of the soul. She once said to me, with assurance, 'To be clever with words is a hazard.' Suddenly I kissed her for the first and only time. In sudden silences I see her face and whole body; I feel her soft skin. It is then that I cannot prevent missing my childhood. Everything should be simple for a child, yet it isn't.

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Reflections: Once I sat in Custard for two days. It made me finally realise I’m not Apple Strudel. Mr Apple Strudel lives in France under the pseudonym Mr Apple Sauce. Everything seemed to move so quickly, including the Custard. Suddenly, the Custard told me it was pregnant. I immediately succumbed to severe attacks of dizziness, black-outs and eating popcorn with the lights out.

I telephoned a doctor but he refused to believe a bowl of custard could be pregnant. The parish priest greeted me with a hug. I knew Father Aidan to be a more balanced and complete human being than me. There was a moments hesitation, then he said with laughing eyes, 'I can't marry you to a bowl of custard. You're already married to a lemon curd sponge pudding.'

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