You Can Dress Me Up ...
After we leave the cemetery, we head out with about 40 extended family members to a local restaurant for the obligatory Post-Funeral Feed.
It’s two days before Halloween, and as we enter the restaurant and take our seats, all of us dressed in our somber clothes, I notice that our waitress is wearing a pirate costume.
There has always some synaptic glitch in my system that renders me incapable of behaving appropriately at funerals, and this was no exception.
My Brother: Sooooo, there’s a waitress dressed as a pirate here at our grandmother’s funeral.
My Mother: Yeah, it’s a little weird.
Me: (giggle, snort)
My Mother: What?
Me: Nothing.
Her: No really.
Me: It’s just that I keep expecting her to come over here and say, “We’re sarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry for your loss.”
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Yours,
Jackie Wyse
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