November 8, 2010
Most of us have been there.
Grandma dies, or dear old dad. Everybody’s at the funeral home. Some oily guy with soft hands shows you the solid walnut casket for $4,000 and the gold-trimmed version for $5,500. Then there’s the funeral burial vault (the what?) for another $1,000. “It protects the body from the, uh, well, uh,” says oily guy in faked solemn tones, “the, uh, organisms and uh, decomposition.”
“Look at this cheap swindler,” you’re thinking. “But we can’t scrimp on grandma,” says keep-up-with-the-Joneses sister. Newly orphaned mom, meanwhile, is useless, just wailing away there in her funeral-home-special, hard-backed chair.
And before you know it, you’ve spent $10,000.
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