If you’d told me two weeks ago that Jed’s work ethic would lead to his death … I totally would have believed you.
It’s just the way that his work ethic led to his death that was surprising.
I figured he would have had a heart attack from all of the stress from all of the projects that he took on.
See, Jed was always doing something. You know, multitasking.
The guy was always in a rush and always had something in his hands.
Today, for example, he’s carrying tons of files, right? He has all these stacks of papers in his hands, his laptop case over his shoulder, and a rolled up poster board in his armpit — for a presentation or something. And he’s got his lunch on top of all these stacks of paper and a metal spoon in his mouth.
But what is most impressive about all of this is that he’s on the phone at the same time. And able to hold a conversation! Even with the spoon in his mouth and him walking with his arms full at lightning speed, he still has the multitasking prowess to be able to hold an intelligent conversation.
Never a dull moment with Jed.
However, with all that crap in his hands and his immobile neck (because the phone is sandwiched between his cocked head and shoulder), he doesn’t see the bottom drawer of a filing cabinet that is open, and he trips right over it.
His teeth clench down on the spoon and he falls face first into the floor. The spoon lacerates his larynx and he gurgles for a while and dies in front of all of his coworkers.
It’s why your mom tells you to never run with scissors, I guess. Though scissors would have been less painful than a dull spoon.
The worst part is that his wife is on the phone and she hears the whole thing. She just listens to him gurgling as he dies face-down on the floor, his legs still lying on top of the drawer of the filing cabinet.
Which is kinda funny if you think about it, you know? Even in death, he is still on top of his work.