I had an ex who worked in this field, she went to mortuary school and worked in mortuaries, before that she worked in organ transplant. She went into the field because of a combination of personal tragedy (a close one passing away at an early age) and seeing how delicately the mortuary handled the event.
Anyhow, she and I would talk about it often. One of the things she would note on, wasn’t that it was sexual based things men would do (besides general office sexism coming from men on occasion), but more about the level of respect they showed the deceased. Crude Comments they’d make about their weight, features etc…
So I think it just depends and it would be difficult to verify these other claims because the “victims” are deceased and most things related to it seem to be anecdotal.
I’m also not going to google necro in anyway
(Also yes, she was kinda emo/metal an had some pretty sick tattoos)
seeing how delicately the mortuary handled the event
I sure wish I’d had this experience with the funeral home I picked out when my dad died. I called them to arrange to pick up his body, and the answering service was AI and obviously so. I gave them his name and the voice read it back to me to confirm it as “Robert common name R-O-B-E-R-T, Smith common name S-M-I-T-H”. Then the owner ghosted me for more than a week and only delivered the urn with the ashes in the night before the internment at 8:00, left it outside and split before I could talk to him. 8 grand well spent.
DoorDash getting in the mortuary services game huh?! Those rascally innovators, wonder what they’ll innovate next!
All jokes aside, I should add, that fucking sucks, and is real gross, and I’m sorry you had to pay through the nose for the privilege of experiencing such a tasteless money-grab. Yuck.
pay through the nose for the privilege of experiencing such a tasteless money-grab
My father wanted us to get the cheapest option when he passed and then to spend the money on a party instead.
We obliged.
Well, it turns out that once you go under a certain price, it also starts getting tasteless, even if it’s cheap.
The guy showed up. Nice black suit that is too large for him. Wondering where he got that.
After accessing the situation (a corpse on the first floor) he then asks if we could help him carry the corpse down the stairs.
So we do, and following his direction holdning my father by the arms as we try to solve the “sofa problem” with my father’s corpse in my childhood home staircase… he ask us to shift to the shoulders to avoid breaking his arms off around the corner. As we finally get my father on a rolling stretcher, he asks if we could get him dressed quickly before the stiffness sets in. As we do it, my dead father rips a nasty dead fart.
Exactly how he had always wanted it.
Personally I actually enjoyed the process of having to be the one to carry him out of the house feet first instead of having a stranger do it. But other than that, I would advise anyone to not ask for the cheapest option.
I’ve gotten to experience some bargain basement mortuary services myself - and sidenote, I swear, people say Americans have no sense of culture?! Please!
We got to enjoy a mortuarily-approved ($$$) small plastic bin for the remains in question in our case, as well as a quiet little moment of our own, ours being more Lebowski than Tucker and Dale lol.
We weren’t asked to help carry, at least. Yeesh homie.
True. Humans only become valuable once they are dead.
They only say you were a good person once you are dead, say you were too young, they go “if only we knew, they seemed fine” if you kill yourself, then go to imvestigate, once you are already dead.
How many writers were ridiculed and rejected, before becoming famous AFTER their death?
Once you are more like an object, once you have no more feelings, is when they start actually valuing you for what you were.
Same as how people will value their cars, or precious things more than people.
Same as how people romanticise native americans, years after they were almost exterminated completelly (while mostly treating those still alive like shit).
I had an ex who worked in this field, she went to mortuary school and worked in mortuaries, before that she worked in organ transplant. She went into the field because of a combination of personal tragedy (a close one passing away at an early age) and seeing how delicately the mortuary handled the event.
Anyhow, she and I would talk about it often. One of the things she would note on, wasn’t that it was sexual based things men would do (besides general office sexism coming from men on occasion), but more about the level of respect they showed the deceased. Crude Comments they’d make about their weight, features etc…
So I think it just depends and it would be difficult to verify these other claims because the “victims” are deceased and most things related to it seem to be anecdotal.
I’m also not going to google necro in anyway
(Also yes, she was kinda emo/metal an had some pretty sick tattoos)
I sure wish I’d had this experience with the funeral home I picked out when my dad died. I called them to arrange to pick up his body, and the answering service was AI and obviously so. I gave them his name and the voice read it back to me to confirm it as “Robert common name R-O-B-E-R-T, Smith common name S-M-I-T-H”. Then the owner ghosted me for more than a week and only delivered the urn with the ashes in the night before the internment at 8:00, left it outside and split before I could talk to him. 8 grand well spent.
DoorDash getting in the mortuary services game huh?! Those rascally innovators, wonder what they’ll innovate next!
All jokes aside, I should add, that fucking sucks, and is real gross, and I’m sorry you had to pay through the nose for the privilege of experiencing such a tasteless money-grab. Yuck.
My father wanted us to get the cheapest option when he passed and then to spend the money on a party instead. We obliged.
Well, it turns out that once you go under a certain price, it also starts getting tasteless, even if it’s cheap.
The guy showed up. Nice black suit that is too large for him. Wondering where he got that. After accessing the situation (a corpse on the first floor) he then asks if we could help him carry the corpse down the stairs.
So we do, and following his direction holdning my father by the arms as we try to solve the “sofa problem” with my father’s corpse in my childhood home staircase… he ask us to shift to the shoulders to avoid breaking his arms off around the corner. As we finally get my father on a rolling stretcher, he asks if we could get him dressed quickly before the stiffness sets in. As we do it, my dead father rips a nasty dead fart.
Exactly how he had always wanted it.
Personally I actually enjoyed the process of having to be the one to carry him out of the house feet first instead of having a stranger do it. But other than that, I would advise anyone to not ask for the cheapest option.
Holy fuck, what a ride.
Left me deceased as well.
I’ve gotten to experience some bargain basement mortuary services myself - and sidenote, I swear, people say Americans have no sense of culture?! Please!
We got to enjoy a mortuarily-approved ($$$) small plastic bin for the remains in question in our case, as well as a quiet little moment of our own, ours being more Lebowski than Tucker and Dale lol.
We weren’t asked to help carry, at least. Yeesh homie.
True. Humans only become valuable once they are dead.
They only say you were a good person once you are dead, say you were too young, they go “if only we knew, they seemed fine” if you kill yourself, then go to imvestigate, once you are already dead.
How many writers were ridiculed and rejected, before becoming famous AFTER their death?
Once you are more like an object, once you have no more feelings, is when they start actually valuing you for what you were.
Same as how people will value their cars, or precious things more than people.
Same as how people romanticise native americans, years after they were almost exterminated completelly (while mostly treating those still alive like shit).