I walked in and it seems like everyone turned around to watch my entrance. It’s too late now, I can’t turn around.

An older man walking around with a box of tissue stops in front of me and asks: “how do you know the deceased?”

“Well, here’s the thing, we were supposed to go on a date and I thought he stood me up. Then, I angrily started snooping around online and found his obituary. I know I shouldn’t be here, but I also couldn’t not pay my respects.”

The man starts making odd crying noises and takes a tissu from his box. Thankfully, he does so as he walks away.