When I work at the fish tank, I park on the street in some of the surrounding neighborhoods insteading of paying to park in the deck. It's only a block or two. Granted, there are two homeless shelters on the street, so you often see a lot of homeless people hanging out in the area. I try not to make eye contact because it usually is an invitation for them to start asking for money, cigarettes, to use my phone, etc.

Yesterday, I'm walking toward the tankon one of the side streets. I see on the hill on the opposite side of the road that there's a man slumped over. In a really odd position. A really unnatural position. As I keep approaching him, he's not moving. There's also a walker beside him. His legs are spread about 3 feet apart at the ankles and his entire body is flat on the ground forward. His face right into the dirt.

Another girl from the tank is sort of behind me - I point over to him and say - do you think he's ok? She stares for a second and agrees it doesn't look good. Can't see any respiration.

So we enter the employee entrance. Tell the first security guard. She doesn't seem to give a flip. So I go to the main security office. Report it again. They turn some of the external cameras to face that area - they can see him - said they agreed it didn't look good. So he was calling 911 and having them meet him there.

I went on to the breakroom to log in. The other girl was talking about him. Five or six people said they had seen him too. (They didn't even bother to do anything!) I was dumbfounded. I'm glad I wasn't laying there like that.

Later, security told me that the guy was, in fact, deceased. How utterly sad that must be to pass away and be so disregarded by others.