Archive | May, 2013

Giggles on the Rocks

11 May

Funerals aren’t supposed to be funny. But inches away from my grandmother’s coffin, I yearned for a crumb of comic relief. Somebody please tell a good joke.

I zeroed in on the woman front row and center in the choir whose tongue was bright blue from recently departed blowpop. Every time she opened her mouth to sing, the sight of it made me tap my cousin and little sister, point like a five-year-old and chuckle. Or the teenaged gents from the funeral home marching down the aisle like the drum majors in my high school band to place a replica of a crown near her hand. What teenager works at a funeral home anyway? I wondered how they told their friends flipping fries at McDonalds or hocking goods at the mall what they did on the side. But hey, insurance isn’t the most glamourous job in the world either, is it? Continue reading