this one time...
I did some summer work a few times as a housekeeper at a hospital down in Sussex. Part of the work involved doing tea rounds.

One morning I was up on the 4th floor (where they keep all the oldies), and I did the tea rounds as usual. Went into one of the private rooms to offer an old biddy a cuppa. No response. Ignorant or deaf, I figured.

A few hours later, I did another tea round. Went into the same room. Again, no response. Then a nurse came and told me the old woman was dead.

Yeah, thanks.

Wasn't too horrified. Just wondered why they let me offer her two cups of tea after she'd snuffed it. Must have left her in there a good few hours, too.
(taids2 punched himself in the balls on, Thu 6 Mar 2008, 2:35, Reply)