"Bosses of a publishing firm are trying to work out why no one noticed that one of their employees had been sitting dead at his desk for five days before anyone asked if he was feeling okay. George Turklebaum, 51, who had been employed as a proof-reader at a New York firm for 30 years, had a heart attack in the open-plan office he shared with 23 other workers.

"He quietly passed away on Monday, but nobody noticed until Saturday morning when an office cleaner asked why he was working during the weekend.

His boss, Elliot Wachiaski, said: "George was always the first guy in each morning and the last to leave at night, so no one found it unusual that he was in the same position all that time and didn't say anything. He was always absorbed in his work and kept much to himself."

A Post mortem examination revealed that he had been dead for five days after suffering a coronary. George was proofreading manuscripts of medical textbooks when he died.
You may want to give your co-workers a nudge occasionally.
The moral of the story: Don't work too hard. Nobody notices anyway

From The Heart of Mary Jane

I'm sure when I post this page many who read will wonder why..
I'm going to tell you why in the best way I can by just adding a few comments from people like myself and from a friend that saw this man in a way that kind of made her relate as I have.

This has been yet the most difficult year in my life with everything going on & I can relate to this. When I read it I said that will be me. So sad but it's a cruel world out there.

I can remember at least twice and why I can relate too this man, but first I'd like to add a couple of questions, How Is It with a room full of people no one noticed this man didn't move, didn'ttake breaks, didn't use the rest room, didn't eat, Should anyone be this alone? Did this man have family?

I remembered (without going into detail) something that almost made me cry when I read this story, I was at my job, I had been having some problems, took a break and was in the restroom, there was a fire drill, and I was unable to leave the room, by the time I got out the drill was ended. When I think back on It now I think If It had been a real fire I wouldn't be telling you what happened...I would be gone and no one ever noticed I wasn't outside with everyone else.

After my kids were married and out on there own I lived alone for many years, I worked, didn't get out much, I kidded my family once and said, You know something, If something happened to me on a Fri. night no one would know until Monday morning rolled around and I didn't show up for work on time. They brushed It off as "Oh Ma" why do you think like that? I then used to drop the subject But you know something It was the biggest fear I had...

I'm going to end here as I can write many more. I would like to say though If you have an experience like the above I'd love to hear about your fear and how you dealt with it.

Take Care My Friends
Love,
MJ

PAGE DEDICATION

To My Friend

Ann

Thank you for sending this to me

We all do the best we can

We work at our jobs, And do the best we can

And we hope that we are noticed

By now many of you know this story was not true, I personally can't believe that anyone would put a story like this in the paper, I want to believe that some good came from It, as I have heard from many people since I posted It that have said how It brought tears, and how alone they felt, And how they can relate to It. And wanted me to keep It here. I have been sent many hoaxes but none I found to be this cruel

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