2003-09-15 12:32
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Some of you may recall my making occasional mention of the accountant in our office - the guy who resembled a month-dead Santa Claus, who chewed with his mouth open so hard that he'd sweat, and had a penchant for afternoon naps.
He was also my biggest advocate in terms of getting the boss to listen, and had a kind word for everyone. He didn't teach me the Sooper Seekrit Masonic Handshake, but I can at least pick up on the catchphrases should I happen across them. Maybe.
Herb died Sunday, apparently of sleep apnea. Getting another accountant is one thing, replacing a jolly fat man is harder.
He was also my biggest advocate in terms of getting the boss to listen, and had a kind word for everyone. He didn't teach me the Sooper Seekrit Masonic Handshake, but I can at least pick up on the catchphrases should I happen across them. Maybe.
Herb died Sunday, apparently of sleep apnea. Getting another accountant is one thing, replacing a jolly fat man is harder.
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i didn't know you could die of sleep apnea...that's really scary.
and i'm so sorry about your loss.
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I'd been incorrectly envisioning narcolepsy [spontaneously falling asleep], which i suppose is only hazardous if it happens while, say, driving.
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However, the "life must go on" opportunist in me is saying, "well, you don't need to buy a new workstation to act as an office file server now, you can use his. . . and grab the nice speakers, while you're at it."
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And opportunism is an understandable way to deal with it; sleep apnea is a major health hazard for the overweight. My father nearly died that way on several occasions, probably -- stopped breathing for several seconds... but started up again.