Seeing child caskets would break my damn heart. My baby girl just turned one 2 weeks ago, and I don't even want to think about that.
The first route I ever learned in delivery had a funeral home being about the fifth business stop on it. My On-road was telling me a "whimsical" story about how the first time he opened the garage door (which is the delivery point) there was a body wrapped in a blue sheet.
Lo and behold, we pull up, he chills in the truck, I open the door, and there's a body sitting on the slab. A lot of times you'd see that, sometimes it was caskets, and sometimes you'd be REALLY lucky and when you opened it up, there was just a mostly empty garage.
The woman in the office was pretty sexy, so it was dealing with a negative and then a sexy lady with great legs
I got used to it, until my grandfather passed, then it was a bit difficult for the first few times after saying goodbye