A bloke manages to get tickets for the World Cup Final. He sits down then, after a while, asks the man beside him whether anyone is sitting in the empty seat next to him.
"No," says the man. "The seat is empty."
"That's incredible!" he says. "Who in their right mind would have a seat like this for the World Cup Final, the world's biggest sporting event, 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've not been to together since we got married."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find someone else, a friend, relative, or even a neighbour, to take the seat?"
The man shakes his head. "They're all at the funeral."