Tuesday, October 03, 2006

10 things NOT to do at a funeral

Well I attended my sister’s funeral a few weeks ago. And in classic Chesya style, I found enough humor in it to write about. (But let me say, that this is not anything my family would ever do. No siree—not MY family.) So, with no further ado, I have for you the 10 things NOT to do at a funeral.

10. Don’t weight three hundred and fifty pounds, wear a five foot wide, three feet tall hat and push your way to the front of the line so that you can sit on the front row and be seen.

9. You haven’t been to a proper funeral until someone falls out—especially when cameras are around. So don't dive out of your seats and roll around just for the fun of it.

8. Don’t sit around talking about who will be the next to die—or better yet, who SHOULD be the next to die.


7. Don’t tell one of the four remaining sibling “you shole is a pretty nigga”—especially if it’s simply because she’s three shades lighter than the others.

6. When someone has been selected to do a solo, it’s NOT your queue for your American Idol audition.

5. During the wake, when people are allowed to speak, and they say, “I wish it was me.” The proper response is not, “We do too.”

4. Don’t write a speech for the news cameras, on a napkin, in the limo, on the way to the funeral.

3. Don’t fall asleep—especially if you’re sitting on the front row wearing a wide rim, five foot tall, three foot wide, hat.

2. Don’t bring your brand new girlfriend who keep staring at the monitors just to see herself on the big screen. And don’t let her point and say, “Look, Star, we on TV.”

And the number one thing NOT to do at a funeral:

When the minister ask all the young people to stand if they want to follow in the foot steps of the dead person, because they are mighty big shoes to fill, DON’T look at the dead girl’s twin and say, “See how many people aren’t going to hell because of your sister.”

I’m just sayin’.

4 comments:

Shakeysister said...

The fact that you can take such a personal tragedy and find humor in the situation surrounding it is heartening. So often we when we suffer such a loss, we forget that other things besides "the loss" still exist: humor, burned toast, hungry babies, these common things in life are still here. I hope others read this and can smile when a large, flamboyant relative starts snoring during the eulogy. Thank you for sharing your humor and for sharing your sister. Remember that you don't have to fill her shoes, be yourself and fill your own. It's okay to keep hers polished, though, just as a reminder.

Roger O'Donnell said...

I find the blackest of black humour holds one strong against the tide.

During my father's last illness the 'evaluation ward' (read "holding pen for the demented to find the level at which you can keep someone chemically coshed without stopping them breathing) wanted to send him back to his first EMI home since they'd found the level of drugs that contained him (although it was destroying his already impaired nervous system) and they refused due to the out burst that had placed him in the ward in the first place.

I commented to my wife, that "Just because he'd been troublesome, they won't have him back'
My wife responded "Just because he'd been troublesome,and taken a radiator off the wall..."
I added "Just because he'd been troublesome, taken a radiator off the wall and McGuyvered a weapon out of the hooked pipe..."
wife:"Just because he'd been troublesome, taken a radiator off the wall, McGuyvered a weapon out of the hooked pipe, and broke windows..."

"Just because he'd been troublesome, taken a radiator off the wall, McGuyvered a weapon out of the hooked pipe,broke windows and attacked other patients..."

"Just because he'd been troublesome, taken a radiator off the wall, McGuyvered a weapon out of the hooked pipe,broke windows, attacked other patients and members of staff..."

"Just because he'd been troublesome, taken a radiator off the wall, McGuyvered a weapon out of the hooked pipe,broke windows, attacked other patients, members of staff and took apart three policemen who were trying to restraining him with nightsticks..."

"I know... and they call themselves a 'care home'..."

I think it's the effect of Les Dawson and Monty python on our psyche... ;D

Anonymous said...

Chesya,
Dayum is all I can say. That was crazy!
~Green

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