Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Sad Story

It boggles the mind to think that a 40 year old woman could be sitting in her apartment dead for two years without anyone noticing. She was found sitting in an armchair in her living room, with the tv going and the heater still on. Mail going back as far as two years was piling up in her hallway, presumably posted in through a slot in her door.

Aside from the practicalities of how it was that her electricity etc was still running, and that whoever received her rent hadn't investigated after being unpaid for two years, did nobody care enough about this woman to try and track down what happened to her? In a big city people often keep to themselves and don't get to know their neighbours, that I understand, but it's so sad to think that a youngish woman of 40 would be without friends or family that would be concerned for her welfare.

14 comments:

dani said...

this is so sad, so hideous - this type of story and seeing many homeless people makes me wonder how wrong and far off humanity is in 2006.

Michael Guy said...

Not to state the obvious but didn't anyone smell anything foul in the building for nearly two years? My God..I can smell sweat socks two doors down from my condo. Where were her neighbors?

:: acute nose here ::

Bodhi said...

I'm sure your nose is indeed just as cute as the rest of you, Michael ;-)

Q - 60's girl said...

Hmm. It really is bizarre and alone as well as an obviously lonely way to go - to not be turning up to your usual places like work, didnt they say she had a job to go to?? Mine would be tracking me down after 30 seconds of being late.

Q - 60's girl said...

"acute" ohhh was that what he meant - he thinks he's cute lol. But Michael Guy the life question are you cute enough to not be left for dead in an apartment for two years??

Q - 60's girl said...

I'm late, I'm late for a very important date!!!...with a pillow.
Goodnight gentlemen -_-

Sunshine said...

This is so depressing. I'd be mortified if no one notices I'm dead after even a week, let alone 2 years. :(

morgan said...

This is awful, as much because it's by no means unique.

I'd hope it wouldn't happen to any of us, but what happens when someone stops answering the door or phone?

Q - 60's girl said...

Maybe some of these people preferred to be eccentrically reclusive due to the state of the world (although not all as pointed out by Morgan). However we finally sent a woman off to the morgue today at 5:30am after they tried to 'force' her to survive in a vegetative state at best. And then realizing even medicine has its limitations they finally 'give up'. And i say 'give up' because you wouldnt believe how quickly the interest wans when it becomes apparent that there isnt going to be a 'successful' outcome. Literally dumped. No thought to the person, circumstances, who they loved and who loved them and why. You watch the family cry as though their feeling may never end 'loss' and you wonder why they and the deceased were exploited in the aims of medicine after all. So i dont know what is worse. But i do know that this is the tightest knit little bunch of people i have ever known. There is no doubt you would notice if any were 'missing' and no doubt you would never allow anyone you truly loved, to 'persist' beyond a doubt. There is still a lot of love around!!! Keep it simple :)

Q - 60's girl said...

P.S. Why am i still UP!!!!

The Other Andrew said...

Yeah, a bit of a Debbie Downer post. Sorry about that folks. I just find the idea so sad. I guess nobody likes the thought of dying alone, but it's the fact that she wasn't missed (or I guess that nobody bothered to follow it up) that gets to me. :(

Now where did I put that kitten pic I need to post to lighten the mood?... :)

Q - 60's girl said...

Valid point TOA and dont say sorry. It does boggle the mind that a single person could be so singular in every sense of the word :(
Ok, we are ready for the kitten or something similar!!
Honestly i'm going to bed....

The Other Andrew said...

Nighty night.

Bodhi said...

Might I suggest that we put away those kittens, and get ackling with some pics of our boy Jensen from the show Supernatural. Or, as I prefer to call it, Cute Brothers the Creepy Slayer.

Now that would lighten my mood. Or was that stiffen my resolve? Oh, what-ever ...

C'mon TOA. Pretty pluhease, with Lindt bunnies and carrots on top?