Death either brings out the best in people or the greedy, asshattery worse. My husband’s best friend from school has been in town while his mother has been dying. This is been very hard on him. His mom’s husband has been being a mega jackass. He’s been extremely concerned about the hospital bills he’ll be “stuck” with and has been verbal about it to the family and friends.

Since his mom has died, Brad’s friend has been cut out of any decisions about the arrangements for his mother’s funeral by his stepdad. Because of his (the stepdad’s) greedy/tightassery, the visitation is “by invitation only” (pretty much no one is invited) and there is going to be a short graveside service. The only way he could have gotten off any cheaper is if he ran down to Walmart and got a box of Hefty bags.

Even though holding my tongue will be like being punched in the taint, I will do it. I’m doing it for the rest of the family. They’ve been through enough suffering. They’ve lost a daughter, sister, mother, aunt, grandmother and friend. May she rest in peace.