death, life, and everything

So,this week a guy was killed at my job. I didn't know him at all. Yet, it got me thinking. If I was the one that was killed instead of him, would anyone even care? He had a wife and three kids. I don't even have my cat anymore. I see my parents once a year. Most of my friends wouldn't even know I was gone, because I don't talk to them on a daily basis. My life would be meaningless.