I am Not Afraid of Dead Bodies

I am not afraid of dead bodies. I want to make that clear.
Nearly every day, my coworkers will pass my basement office and say things like, “Ohhh. You’re near the morgue. That’s creepy!”

The truth is that it’s not creepy for two reasons. The first is that a morgue is intended to temporarily store the deceased – not the living dead. There’s no one hungry for brains around here.

And second (and probably most importantly) the morgue is no longer a morgue. It’s now used as a storage room for contractors and the maintenance department. The morgue hasn’t been a morgue for years.

So why are so many people afraid of dead bodies and the morgues that house them? Is it an uncomfortable reminder that death catches all?