We shared a walk-in freezer with an orthopedic lab when I was in Grad school. I was the only person in our group that was willing to go in the freezer, so I was often the errand girl. I never had any trouble with the human limbs and disarticulated torsos. Until one day I walked in and a woman's leg was exposed with perfectly manicured and beautifully polished toenails.
I still get upset when I think about that. No idea why that bothered me, so much more. Why was displaced beauty more gross than the stark reality?