Found… dead or un-alive

This morning, while taking my bath a morbid thought flashed through my head.

There’s a electrical socket in my bathroom, where the water heater is plugged into. When the heater is operating, if I turn off the switch… there would be a spark in the switch. It’s pretty scary, considering that the bathroom (and sometimes my fingers too) is damp and wet.

Death from electrocution is a very real risk.

Then *THE FLASH* came. You know, like in some comedies or cartoons when the heavens decide to shower the character with blessings and flood them with the sun’s ray shining through the clouds to create a Jesus light effect. Wooooo!

Yeah, that’s what happened to me, except that it’s not exactly a comforting thought.

In the very sad (or happy, depending on how much you hate me) event that I get electrocuted in my bathroom… I wonder how long would it take for someone to actually finally find out that my dead body has been decaying? Or who would be the first to figure out I’m dead?

My colleagues certainly wouldn’t call to check out on me, because they would assume that I’ve gone to the retail shop to help out. Probably 10 days before they realise I’m missing.

My bosses would certainly not be the first. They wouldn’t even know where am I, much less care.

My parents would find out 1-2 months later, because that’s how often they call me.

My social circles in HZ would find out 3-4 months later, probably in the news… or from gossips. And I’d probably be the first dead HZ Hash House Harrier, and turn into a legend of some sort.

My buddies would only notice something wrong 3-4 weeks later when there’s no Facebook updates or MSN logins.

My neighbour would probably find out 1 week later when I’m decomposing… giving off a foul decaying smell.

I don’t have a girlfriend to speak of, and even if I have one… she might finally figure out that I’m dead probably 3-4 days later.

This is so fxcking sad.