502 @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } CHAPTER ONE I can’t claim to have seen every zombie movie known to man, but I have seen most of the good ones, from the old black and white George A. Romero flicks to the modern day, Resident Evil flicks. Many of them begin with the damage already done. We meet the characters sometime after their survival skills have kicked in. On occasion, we see how those characters encountered their first zombie; sometimes it's in a graveyard, sometimes in their home, or, more recently, in a secret underground laboratory. My first encounter was nothing like in the movies. I was sitting on the toilet. Don't laugh. I am one of those rare few that are so regular you could set your watch by my bowel movements, no fiber added. It all started on a Wednesday afternoon in May. My allotted half hour lunch break was over and I was taking my mid afternoon constitutional. After nine years crunching numbers for the same company, I had conditioned my body.
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