Notes tonight i cleaned the floors of a crematory

me: “that room over there was the worst! got it clean though”
security: “thats where they fill the urns. see that magnet there? they use that to sift through the ashes to get fillings and screws out before they box them up”
me: “we used a box of screws to wedge the door open…”

i have dead people dust on my pants. im not sure whether i love or hate my new job.