Someone my wife works with recently lost a loved one. On the way home from work, my wife stopped at the funeral home to pay her respects.
At the funeral home, she found the family in the parking lot, gathered around a van, eating some sandwiches; instead of in a hospitality room, as is usual at a funeral home.
The funeral home has forbidden any food to be brought in, since a recent food fight.
A food fight at a funeral home. Who needs fiction?
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