Not long ago, my husband had surgery on a hernia that was re-injured. It was a day surgery to insert a mesh into his abdomen.
As I go to pick him up from the valet parking, there is one car in front of me ready for valet parking. Before he can pull forward, I shit you not, a cream-colored hearse backs into the valet parking.
The valet parking is nearby the emergency entrance. A large black man steps out, wearing a leather vest with a matching golfing hat. His shirt is a light blue, collared with short sleeves. He is dressed quite casually as he walks up to the valet, speaking loudly, but not loud enough to hear him from inside the car.
The valet disappears into the hospital, then reappears with what appears to be a woman in scrubs. The woman begins talking to the man in the vest. In turn, the man begins to wave his arms wildly, getting loud, as the woman steps forward towards him, motioning her thumb to point behind her.
So yeah....the guy from the funeral home was trying to do a 'pick up' out front at the valet parking.
I really can't make this shit up.
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