I genuinely saw a guy die at work today. Feeling pretty weird and guilty about the whole thing.... He was complaining of chest pains for about 2 hours, and then was complaining about a sensation down his left arm. I googled it, and sure enough, the guy is having a heart attack. He was sent to the reception (there are cushy offices with sofas) and was told to chill there for a bit. Even though the offices are at least 100 feet from where I was working, and with machines running, I could still hear his screams of pain and him calling out for help. After half an hour or so I decided I would go and see him. As I walked towards the offices, I could hear him in some serious agony, so I ran. When I got there, there was already a few ppl outside the office that the guy was in, so I went over to them to see what the deal was. Nobody knew what to do. We all just stood outside a room with some guy (from a depo) dying inside. After a while we decided enough was enough. Guy had gone silent. Pretty sure he's dead now. We left it too late. Damn. We need to check him out. Nobody wants to check. Everybody argues. Everybody decided I should check. I say fine, whatever! I took a deep breath. Opened the door. Got on the floor, everybody walk the dinosaur.