I used to work with a gal, who would go to funerals of people she barely knew or didn’t know, but had some peripheral reason.
At first I thought she was just kind and wanting to be supportive of grieving families, but later I thought it was most likely that she loved the church basement lunches after the funeral services. So, there’s that...
People can be despicable.
In Janet Evanovich’s novels, Stephanie Plum’s grandmother is always attending visitations—that’s pretty much the center of her social life.
but later I thought it was most likely that she loved the church basement lunches after the funeral services. So, there’s that...
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I never attend those and Baptists have a lot of them. Too many little old church lady cat owners, who think of their cats as “family”, bringing food.
I’ll pass, thank you.