Death brings out worst hypocrisy
Call her weird and out of touch, but Emer O'Kelly refuses to indulge in the Irish habit of funeral number-crunching
A MAN who had been my boss many years ago died a few years ago. I detested him as a colleague and a boss; and my opinion of him as a human being came close to contempt. So, naturally enough, I did not go to the funeral.
Most of my colleagues who had worked with him shared my opinion to one degree or another: he was generally regarded as incompetent throughout his work life, accused of playing favourites to a level that amounted to what is now termed workplace bullying, and a bumbling fool with an underlying slyly vicious streak. Not a nice man.
I know of only one former colleague of his who said that he had never not gone to a funeral of a colleague, but in this case could simply not summon up the hypocrisy.