We were
talking about Taylor’s new wheels (seen in the photo) with the guy who sold us
the vehicle. As were doing so another
young man was writing up the paperwork for the sale. During the course of our conversation we
returned to a subject that we had already covered with the salesman, mentioning
that we would have to have room to carry a dead body in the back.
The
young man handling the paperwork, who was not a part of our earlier discussion,
looked up with a nervous and quizzical expression on his face.
I chuckled,
explaining, “My son is studying to become a funeral director.”
The young
man looked relieved and said, “Oh. I
see.”
Then I
said, “But you still need to do a good job with the paperwork.” Pointing at Taylor, I continued, “You don’t
want to get him mad.”
The
young man did a terrific job, even though his hands were shaking a little bit.
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