A man had great tickets for the World Cup Final. As he sits down,
another man comes down and asks if anyone is sitting in the empty seat next to
him.
"No," he says. "The seat is empty." This is incredible!" says the other
man. "Who in their right mind would have a seat like this for the World
Cup Final, the biggest sporting event in the world, and not use it?"
"Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. My wife was supposed to come
with me, but she passed away.
This is the first World Cup Final we haven't been to together since we
got married in 1966 in London."
"Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find
someone else, a friend or relative, or even a neighbor to take the
seat?"
The man shakes his head. "No. They're all at the funeral."