A little over 10 years ago my great-grandmother died.
My grandmother's reaction:
My grandfather's reaction:
My mother's reaction:
My reaction:
Everyone's reaction to my reaction:
It sucks, but at least my family's used to it.
To add to my point, I worked as a...I don't know the correct term, basically I worked for a funeral...organizing...thing, my job was to get the flowers, chairs, etc. in place and help carry the coffins.
Anyway, before the guests arrived my coworkers and I would joke about death, it got very dark sometimes, even by my standards. Once the guests started arriving I kept thinking about jokes and there were times where I had to isolate myself because I couldn't stop laughing. Eventually this was the reason for my termination, I just couldn't keep a straight face.
People's reactions to death are just incredibly amusing to me, I don't know why.