My elderly neighbors tend to leave every weekend to their cabin getaway. This last Friday, a package was delivered to them after they left. Being the good, friendly neighbor that I am, I picked up the package so it wouldn’t sit all weekend.
Gave it back to them last night. The neighbor gave me kind of a weird look, but thanked me. Then he said “I don’t know if you want to hear this or not, but you’ve had my mother’s remains in your apartment all weekend.”