So went to a funeral today... and the person happened to be getting burried about 5 feet from my dad... just infront of him in the next row... so I was doing fine, doing fine, doing fine, then tears just started flowing... thats why I quit working there because mowing his grass and burrying people next to him sucked...but that just sucked and I'm gonna kill my fucking mom for first asking me to go and second letting the person be burried in my plot next to my dad. Oh well though I could care less about being burried there, fuck dump me in a dumpster when I die I don't care heh. I'll be dead and wont need my body anymore.