Unfiltered Story #56604

Unfiltered | October 6, 2015

(It’s the day of my grandmother’s funeral, and obviously the whole family is rather distraught. After the service, once we’ve all calmed down somewhat, we decide to go out for lunch. After everybody gets to the restaurant, we all walk in to get a table. Note that all sixteen of us are still wearing black and looking rather somber. The host at the stand apparently noticed this.)

Host: (loudly and jovially) Wow, look at all the long faces! Did somebody die or something?

Dad: … Yes. We just came from the funeral. Do you have room for sixteen?

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