A couple of weeks ago, one of David's coworkers was found at the bottom of a swimming pool, dead. He had had some kind of seizure, apparently. Fortunately, he was revived and is expected to make a full recovery. But everyone else at the office was shocked when, just a week after he had died, he showed up for work.
"He didn't look too good," David said.
"I bet," I said. "When I die, I'm taking at least a month off."
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A month off for dying sounds about right. That should leave one refreshed and ready to get back to work. (Thanks for the link to my blog!)
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