Choose Wisely

c: My coworker M just said "I don't want R's dad to die because then she has to choose between my wedding and his funeral."

me: Shut up.

c: Well, fatty, don't worry about getting your wedding blessed by Jesus during the ceremony because you're going to hell.

me: Hold please, blogging.

c: Wait ... she just followed it up with "I mean, of course I don't want him to die. I didn't mean to sound selfish. He used to bring us cold Taco Bell in the mornings when I would stay the night over there in high school." Insert me ... jaw dropped.

me: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

c: I do not have a response.