This one was especially bad because the victim had a record of previous suicide attempts, and this time had shot himself twice before the third, fatal shot.
Er, wow, that is some dedication to a goal. I'd give up after two failed attempts to pull out a splinter.
Yeah, he was a lousy shot. The first shot just barely skimmed the side of his head, and the second skimmed the *other* side of his head.
And I have a new one. This is the sister of Mothers Against Drunk Vacuuming and yet another daily activity to worry about: personal grooming.
I knew my early start on an undisturbed weekend (I left work at noon on Fri, and I've worked at least part of every weekend and/or holiday since July 1) was too good to last, and I was right: I got called out at 1am Saturday morning. I've been up ever since, and I am so far beyond professionally punch-drunk that simile fails me. So you can imagine my reaction to this one ...
Young woman fails to report for duty as scheduled 8pm Friday night. Supervisor calls repeatedly, then per SOP sends someone to her off-base apartment. Coworker knocks, gets no answer, gets the night security guard to let him in. They find the young woman deceased in her bathroom, apparently in the process of doing her hair.
ME concludes that she was extremely drunk (initial BAC was somewhere in the neighborhood of .25 - .28, or at least four times this state's legal limit). She apparently got tangled in the cord of either her blowdryer, or her electric brush (not sure what to call it exactly - it's like a blowdryer, but with a brush attachment at the end), and while trying to get untangled, slipped on the wet bathroom floor and hit her head hard on the edge of the bathroom counter. This, and/or the alcohol, knocked her unconscious and prevented her calling for help. ME found a fairly large depressed skull fracture and anticipates finding a big subdural hemorrhage on post. As well as a hefty final BAC.
So ... you know you have duty (showing up drunk for duty can be a court-martial offense), yet you get knee-walkin' drunk, get ready for work, and end up killing yourself with your blowdryer.
We're leaning toward calling this one "Sisters Against Drunk Hairstyling."