It started out like this:

"Once, an old lady called the desk to ask me if she could donate her husband's body to the university for scientific research, and in the background, I could hear a man shouting, 'I'm not dead yet!'"


and I laughed, and then it got scary and really, really good. Check it out:

We're All Murderers Inside Our Own Heads, or The Time My Boss Wanted to Kill Me - by Mike Dang, via The Hairpin