I Hired an Undertaker After Getting Cancer

I was diagnosed with stomach cancer, so I went online to hire an undertaker in the hopes that he would collect my body.

That way, I could die and be buried.

I would like to finally be at peace, even if it meant that I could only achieve it after death.

I packed up my bags and left home in search of a place to die, only to receive a message from my undertaker.

[Sorry, something came up. I can’t come now.]

…Excuse me? I’m already half-dead, and you’re blowing me off?