Dickens was right

[kuzibah]

One of the sad truths I've learned at this job is that if you're a miserable bastard in life, no one really feels bad when you die. They might admit in an embarrassed whisper that they feel bad about not feeling bad, but that's not anywhere near the same thing.

Also, if you are the nasty bitch wife of a dead miserable bastard, you get precious little sympathy, either.

Just something to think about as you move through life...