I hate being a pallbearer.

My uncle died last week. My parents went to the funeral home at 2:00 p.m. today for the viewing. When they got back, my dad told me I was going to be one of the pallbearers. That really p****s me off. Ever since I was old enough and strong enough and there was a funeral I went to, my dad always delegated me as a pallbearer. Even when I tell him no, he still makes me do it. He never asks me if I want to be a pallbearer, he simply makes me do it. Of course, if my dad asked me if I wanted to be a pallbearer, my response would still be no but, of course he'll ignore me and make me do it any way. Jokes on him though. When he dies, I have no intention of going to his funeral. Can't be a pallbearer if I don't go the funeral.

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