Shitty pay, crappy hours, being surrounded by the dead all the time… You either gotta love the job or end up loving the dead…
Some jobs need to be done, but who’s to do them? Can one be completely sane and handle this kind of life without issue for years on end? Most of the people employed tell themselves it’s just a job and spend their time dodging the reality of handling the dead all the time, but a few… well… they go all in.
Normal is a state of mind that has us come to grips with that which is beyond our control.
There is a lesson here. Have these conversations today with your loved ones about final arrangements. I promise you that many of them would rather be buried in a casket from Costco and have the money spent on literally anything else.
This is especially true if they’re going to be cremated.
Put my brain in whatever robot you will use to serve as a hard drive.
What could go wrong?