So, I get to the funeral home today for the first of my grandmother’s visitations, and Terry, the nice funeral director who assisted us previously, greeted me.
“So…what are you, a vampire?”
Um…I had no idea what he was talking about. I wasn’t even wearing black!
“Huh?” I asked.
“I wondered about you when my Blackberry went off at 3:15 this morning,” he replied.
After a moment, I realized what I had done. I stayed up late working on the final photo edits for my grandmother’s funeral slide show. I emailed it to him before turning in a little after 3:00 this morning. I had no idea that doing so could’ve woken anyone up. I felt SO bad for disturbing him!
He said it wasn’t a big deal, that he usually turns his phone off at night. BUT, that night, his daughter was traveling and he wanted to make sure he left it on in case she needed to reach him.
Poor man. It’s almost never a good thing when the phone rings at 3:00 a.m! And he was already thinking about his daughter. I bet his heart stopped a moment when he heard his phone ring!
I apologized—profusely—and we all had a good laugh. He was a great sport about it.
Y’all know how warped I am, though. I’m half-tempted to send him another email tonight at 3:00 and simply type:
“Hey. Whatcha doin’?”
Oh my Kari! You are a hoot!
Too funny…Terry helped us with my Dad's funeral in June…very kind man! Thinking of you and your family.