I just wanted to share this story because it's been 2 months and I'm still not nearly close to being over it.
My manager (a high-ranking manager in a high-end food service company) died from a heart attack two months ago. He was 38 and left behind a wife and a 1.5 year old daughter.
Everyone at work was devestated. He was loved by everyone, and some of the workers were even childhood friends of his. He was always helping wherever he could and made sure everyone was feeling well, and we used to sit together and hang out after work as one big group. We all loved him deeply.
He died on a day we weren't working, and the direct instructions we were given that night were: “Come in early tomorrow, just open your work station. We will have a shuttle that will take whoever's interested to his funeral. Afterwhich, there will be a shuttle that will drive us all back and we will continue working.” They even had the guts to at some point say “that's what he would have wanted”. The utter disrespect is insane to me. We serve food and coffee. To people who don't pay for this service and are making more than enough money to go to someplace nearby that serves it too. They would have survived one fucking day without it, and no doubt that everyone needed some time to process.
Fuck this place.