What's the strangest job you've ever had and did it change how you saw yourself?
I wasn't officially on the books but when I was in high school, I would routinely go with my next-door neighbor to his job at a mausoleum and crematorium.
Apparently I was Goth before Goth was a thing.
It's not only fair but accurate to say seventeen year-old me didn't understand death or what it does to the survivors.
It also gave me an abiding hatred of organ music.


