I’m not asking about the worst job. I’m asking about the grimmest one. For me it was when in my teenage years I was making candles you would put on a grave. Most of the time is was just filling the form, burn the right shape and passing it forward. But sometimes I had to fill in for a person who was selling these things, and that is where it gets grim. It was decades ago but I still remember one lady who asked what would be the best candle to memorialize her late husband. And she gave me the whole life story of her and her husband. I shit you not, it was the most touching love story I have ever heard. I quit the next day.

  • NeoNachtwaechter@lemmy.world
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    2 days ago

    I have helped digging a few graves.

    I have helped to put my grandma into her coffin. I have dressed my dad for his funeral.

    I find doing such things helpful for the peace in my own emotions.