The Funeral
A newly appointed young preacher was contacted by the local funeral director to hold
a graveside service at a small country cemetery. There was to be no funeral, just the
committal, because the deceased had no family or friends left. The young pastor
started early to the cemetery, but soon lost his way.
After making several wrong turns, he finally arrived a half-hour late. The hearse was
no where in sight, and the workman were relaxing under a nearby tree, eating their
lunch. The pastor went to the open grave and found that the vault lid was already in
place. He took out his book and read the service.
As he returned to his car, he overheard one of the workman say, "Maybe we'd better
tell him that's a septic tank."