It’s true, I live across the street from the backdoor of a mortuary. And let me tell you, when you have nothing better to do than look out your kitchen window at any given time, you…see some shit.
I have seen the casket company deliver the “new models”. The place is actually called Batesville Casket Company.
I have also seen the hearse pull up to the back door and unload a gurney. With a body bag on it.
One day, I nearly had a heart attack.
I saw two young people wheeling a gurney out the back door WITH A BODY ON IT. No body bag, no sheet, just a body. I watched as the fought and struggled with the gurney to get the legs to collapse so they could put it in the back of the hearse, while the body on it was jostled about. Then, when they finally succeeded, the body SAT UP and high-fived them. I guess they were in training for something.
So yeah, if the zombie apocalypse happens (there is also another mortuary about 2 blocks away), we are screwed.