Wow, people on here have seen some pretty intense things...
For me it'd have to be a tie between;
When I was 16 I was looking for some frozen meat at the shelter I used to work at on weekends and ended up opening the wrong freezer because I was sort of on auto-pilot, the freezer they keep the bodies in temporarily, it was kitten season and a lot of people didn't want to pay their dog rego fees either that year so it was full. It gives you a bit of perspective on the reality of things, seeing all the black bags, some big for the big dogs people couldn't be bothered with, some tiny for the kittens that should of never existed.
When I was little, my mother used to work at a riding for the disabled, and one year they decided to get a pet goat ( I was about ten I think). Her name was Mavis and she was such a delight, she'd follow you around and was such a monkey, always getting into things. She and I were particularly attached. Then one morning we came to feed out the horses and she was at the front door of the main building, not down in her paddock. She'd been attacked by loose pigdogs during the night and had managed to break her chain and get away, and had obviously come up to look for help but not before the dogs had mauled her all over and ripped her face off. Fur, skin, some flesh... How she was even still alive by that point I don't know. Mum told my sister and I to go play around the front gate and out of sight, while the vet came and put her to sleep.
My grandmothers coffin last year, the first family death I had ever experienced. I was lucky as a child not to have anyone in the family die, but its a pretty big thing as a an adult to deal with for the first time you know? And not a month later we lost a grandfather on the other side too.
Finally, being the Christchurch earthquake. When your in an earthquake that shakes in every direction at once, roars so loudly that you hear it coming, that shatters giant fish tanks (not knocks over, shatters in place) and brings the lights down on your lunch, you certainly don't forget it in a hurry. Not to mention the aftermath, liquefied ground, burst sewage, destroyed buildings, death, destruction of a whole CBD, rendering a city you once knew into something out the end of the world...Ugh, not a fun time, plus with no power we had no idea what was going on, so we just left, drove five hours back home the next morning. Bloody hell, even the sound of trucks going past sounded like an earthquake coming for weeks afterwards.
For me it'd have to be a tie between;
When I was 16 I was looking for some frozen meat at the shelter I used to work at on weekends and ended up opening the wrong freezer because I was sort of on auto-pilot, the freezer they keep the bodies in temporarily, it was kitten season and a lot of people didn't want to pay their dog rego fees either that year so it was full. It gives you a bit of perspective on the reality of things, seeing all the black bags, some big for the big dogs people couldn't be bothered with, some tiny for the kittens that should of never existed.
When I was little, my mother used to work at a riding for the disabled, and one year they decided to get a pet goat ( I was about ten I think). Her name was Mavis and she was such a delight, she'd follow you around and was such a monkey, always getting into things. She and I were particularly attached. Then one morning we came to feed out the horses and she was at the front door of the main building, not down in her paddock. She'd been attacked by loose pigdogs during the night and had managed to break her chain and get away, and had obviously come up to look for help but not before the dogs had mauled her all over and ripped her face off. Fur, skin, some flesh... How she was even still alive by that point I don't know. Mum told my sister and I to go play around the front gate and out of sight, while the vet came and put her to sleep.
My grandmothers coffin last year, the first family death I had ever experienced. I was lucky as a child not to have anyone in the family die, but its a pretty big thing as a an adult to deal with for the first time you know? And not a month later we lost a grandfather on the other side too.
Finally, being the Christchurch earthquake. When your in an earthquake that shakes in every direction at once, roars so loudly that you hear it coming, that shatters giant fish tanks (not knocks over, shatters in place) and brings the lights down on your lunch, you certainly don't forget it in a hurry. Not to mention the aftermath, liquefied ground, burst sewage, destroyed buildings, death, destruction of a whole CBD, rendering a city you once knew into something out the end of the world...Ugh, not a fun time, plus with no power we had no idea what was going on, so we just left, drove five hours back home the next morning. Bloody hell, even the sound of trucks going past sounded like an earthquake coming for weeks afterwards.
