They need to teach you this stuff in school: So this is the story that by far gets the most laughs, and is by far the most embarrassing for me. When I was still very green, I had a very residential route. Meaning I had very few commercial accounts. One of the few that I had was a funeral home in Midwestern ohio. The first time I serviced, the director told me that I only had to go into prep room if they were having a problem.(prep room meaning the room they prepare the body for burial) Things were going along ok till 3 months down the road. I walked in, greeted the assistant, and asked if they had any problems. To my surprise, she said they were having a big ant problem, one of the areas was in the prep room. I asked her if I needed to be escorted or if it was ok to go in. She said that everyone was covered up so things should be ok. Yeah right. For those of you who don't know, let me paint a picture. In the middle of the room is a giant drain (don't ask what for) under a metal table where they put on makeup, clothes etc. Surrounding the area are cabinets and a what looks like a water pump in back of the table. I strapped up my boot straps and started to search for the ants. Just my luck, I found them right next to the head of the table, which as promised, there was a gentleman who was covered with a sheet. My head was literally 4 or 5 inches from this gentlemans shoulder. It is very quiet and I am baiting for ants for 45 sec or so when I hear, UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I quite literally jumped 6 feet in the air. Now for those of you who don't know, I am 6ft tall and weigh approx. 275 lbs, and I was RUNNING and SCREAMING down the hall of this funeral home like a 10 yr old girl. I almost put a hole in the wall I was moving so fast. Mind you, there were funerals taking place that day, and I couldn't have cared less. I got back to the office and stammered out something about the dead coming back to life and zombies going to eat my brains. The director, laughing the whole time, calmly explained to me that sometimes, when we expire, the body gasses can build up over time. If they come out over the vocal chords, they can moan or even speak. I told him that was great, but it doesn't change the fact that I needed new shorts. I called my boss and told him I was going home for the day, no matter what he said. You learn something new every day eh? Until we meet again.