What if I Died? Who Would Cry?

The day my life would forever change

Leonardo Del Toro
5 min readMar 3


David was a quiet guy. He was always attentive to his work and cordial to the others in the office. Polite. But I could not read him, nor could anyone. What went on inside that carefully manicured head was anyone’s guess and off-limits. But I always knew something about David.

He listened to classic rock. Who listens to classic rock? He was beyond conventional and wanted to be known as such. His comments were never spot on or off. Just courteous and mostly quiet.

No one knew about his life, where he lived, and what he did outside the office. We didn’t know if he had friends; no one knew. The only thing we knew was that he liked classic rock. He liked Michael McDonald from the Dobbie Brothers… ta, ta, ta, ta ta ta-ta, what fools believe, can’t you see...

But David was beyond just a serious guy. And his sense of humor was, to say the least, an enigma. From behind his perfectly manicured mustache, he demanded respect. No one dared to talk about him, not even on his back. He was respected not because he interacted with people but because he didn't. This is weird. But no one knew how weird this was about to get.

And I was going through one of these moments of feeling the spirit and doing spontaneous things. Without thinking, I took action, and I said something I came to regret deeply.

It was a quiet afternoon in the office, just the work buzz. Gina, Sharron, and I were working quietly, and Bob, Antonio, and Aaron were typing away the same daily working nonsense.

The office bathrooms were at the end of a small hallway leading to no other room. Anyone entering the hallway was going to the bathroom. David quietly gets up from his chair and conducts himself down the hallway, almost as if trying to hide it from the others. Making himself look like a suspect.

As he entered the small hallway, my voice brakes the almost eerie quietness of the afternoon: “David?” to which he replied with a slightly snarky “Yeess,” We could feel everyone’s attention shifting to the humorous interaction I was daring to start with David. What could be the joke for David? After a short pause as everyone waited anxiously, I delivered my silly and mortal blow.



Leonardo Del Toro

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