He's deep in thought after I tell him of a dozen violent and unexpected deaths of those I love and they are almost the ENTIRE network of people in my life he and says after several moments (and I'm thinking some real wisdom is going to come out of his pie hole and I'm waiting on the edge of my seat to hear his great wisdom) and this is what he's got for me -- "Ummm...". (Pause) "Ummmm" (pause again) and says slowly "Just what IS IT that you don't like about death?"
My initial unspoken response? A stream of profanity, even some new filthy words that I made up on the spot.
My real reaction? I blasted him, verbally blasted him, minus the profanity. Not screamed, just told him what an insane thing that is to say to a person. Threw his appt. card on the floor and walked out. He looked at me with utter shock, looked like he was having a massive panic attack. I hope he was.
What if your friends baby died. Would you say to them "what is it that you don't like about death?" I sure hope not.