Shop And Then Drop Dead

Shopping is such a chore! Just today I was at the Coffin Shoppe to commission my funeral digs. I've been measured and weighed (oye vey!). I've been asked probing personal questions such as my hobbies, favorite colors, music, flowers and budget. Ack!

Oh, don't write me off just yet. This shopping excursion is (fictional) only taking place because I lack the faith in my mother, hubby or kids to choose appropriately. After all we're talking about my final home sweet home of where I will spend eternity. Or... at least until the coffin caves in and the worms play pinochle on my snout.

So, I'm pondering, what would be the most appropriate final resting receptacle? Too many choices. Too many decisions. This is worse than shopping for swim wear.

Crazy Coffins are making a difficult decision even harder. Coffins shaped like guitars, cars, boats and more. I myself am leaning towards the basket weave.

But, ya know, I really should be more environmentally responsible. Perhaps something green? Creative Coffins specializes in non-toxic, cardboard coffins with a wide selection of designs to fit my personality. (See the chocolate box one.)

Decisions, decisions!

Ah, to hell with it! I'm renting a permanent room at the Propeller Island City Lodge in Berlin. I'll be in the Coffin Room.

This one is mine but you can book one of their other over-the-top rooms.

P.S. Did you know that I actually used to work for a funeral home/cemetery. Yep. It's true.


Haunt on!