Hardcore. SHOCK!!! Incredible stories from the life of different people

A friend works as an orderly at the morgue.
Periodically drinks, because work is not the most pleasant. Once, working on a night shift, I decided to drink vodka. He took out a vodka, poured himself a drink of water, there is no snack at all.
I went to see in the fridge whether my colleagues had left at least some food.
Looks - there is buckwheat porridge in a bowl.
I was delighted, drank, ate.
In the morning, a pathologist, enraged, ran around the morgue, looking for this porridge.
It turned out that it was the contents of the stomach of one of the corpses left for research.
The acquaintance since then buckwheat porridge is not something that does not eat, he does not tolerate either the sight or the smell.