Growing up, my mom always, always cut my sandwiches in half to make two rectangles. I asked her why at some point, and she said when she was growing up, her mother always cut her sandwiches into triangles, and she hated it. So when she moved out, she basically vowed to only cut sandwiches into rectangles.
I hated the rectangles growing up, and cut all of mine into two triangles now that I’m on my own. 😆 Funny how the world works, hahaha
The most recent funeral I attended, only the deceased’s brother wore a suit, the rest of the family wore basically everyday clothes, as did 99% of the attendants. I left my suit jacket in the car because I felt overdressed.
Years ago there was a profile on PoF that would hit me up every couple of months asking if they could castrate me. (I’m a trans woman)
It was weird, they weren’t pushy or aggressive, more just, “Hey, you don’t want them, right? Seems like a win win.” Sometimes I’d play along and ask questions and stuff, but they wouldn’t say much, and never actually made any effort to meet up.
I haven’t thought about them in years, hahaha, but seeing your question brought it all back.
It was, yes.
The deceased wasn’t the type that would want anyone to put on their Sunday best just for him, so it made sense. But when I mentioned it to my father, he commented that no one really wears suits to funerals anymore, or even weddings.