Shitty pay, crappy hours, being surrounded by the dead all the time… You either gotta love the job or end up loving the dead…
Some jobs need to be done, but who’s to do them? Can one be completely sane and handle this kind of life without issue for years on end?
Most of the people employed tell themselves it’s just a job and spend their time dodging the reality of handling the dead all the time, but a few… well… they go all in.
Normal is a state of mind that has us come to grips with that which is beyond our control.
My wife was in the funeral industry for a while and studying mortuary sciences. She says she left because it was too depressing being pressured to upsell grieving families all the time.
There is a lesson here. Have these conversations today with your loved ones about final arrangements. I promise you that many of them would rather be buried in a casket from Costco and have the money spent on literally anything else.
This is especially true if they’re going to be cremated.
Can’t argue that, but I still don’t want to live in a robot. I don’t want to die at the moment but I don’t think I want to live… However long a robot does.
Let it be known, if it is too costly to shape my ashes into a spear and shoot it into the heart of the sun, or to build a statue of me Conan-posing on a throne of skulls surrounded by scantily-clad babes, just put me in a coffee can with some fireworks and light the fuse
Shitty pay, crappy hours, being surrounded by the dead all the time… You either gotta love the job or end up loving the dead…
Some jobs need to be done, but who’s to do them? Can one be completely sane and handle this kind of life without issue for years on end? Most of the people employed tell themselves it’s just a job and spend their time dodging the reality of handling the dead all the time, but a few… well… they go all in.
Normal is a state of mind that has us come to grips with that which is beyond our control.
My wife was in the funeral industry for a while and studying mortuary sciences. She says she left because it was too depressing being pressured to upsell grieving families all the time.
There is a lesson here. Have these conversations today with your loved ones about final arrangements. I promise you that many of them would rather be buried in a casket from Costco and have the money spent on literally anything else.
This is especially true if they’re going to be cremated.
All of my loved ones want to have their organs donated to science, then have the leftovers cremated.
Put my brain in whatever robot you will use to serve as a hard drive.
What could go wrong?
You might live forever.
Nothing is forever, friend.
Can’t argue that, but I still don’t want to live in a robot. I don’t want to die at the moment but I don’t think I want to live… However long a robot does.
Until the next windows update.
Let it be known, if it is too costly to shape my ashes into a spear and shoot it into the heart of the sun, or to build a statue of me Conan-posing on a throne of skulls surrounded by scantily-clad babes, just put me in a coffee can with some fireworks and light the fuse