That time I bought a casket…

I’m going to depart from my usual abrasive tone and get sort of serious today. This is a sensitive topic, and I’m sure to hit a few nerves for insensitivity. Please bear with me, because this is important.

Soooo… y’know… the old “death & taxes” thing? I see a lot of conversation in the FI community and personal finance blogs about tax strategies. This is awesome, it has huge repercussions. However, I don’t see a lot of conversation about the death part, except for “make a will” and such.

The fact is, death is part of life. We are all going to be touched by the death of others as we move through our lives. And sometimes, we may be called to handle the arrangements for someone who has passed.

The funeral industry has huge profit margins. The death of a person is a one-time event, and often highly charged with emotion. Perfect formula for specialty services and high end products.

Step back for a moment. Honoring the departed is important. However, that person no longer cares about the details anymore. Gatherings, ceremonies, arrangements… those are for the people who remain here, rituals to assist the grieving process.

Several years ago, I found myself in the position to make the arrangements for someone who had passed away. The person had not been spendy or extravagant in life, so it seemed natural to follow that trend with the arrangements. As I proceeded, I was astounded at the cost of things. I realized that adding the category of “funeral” to something made prices skyrocket. Much like adding the “wedding” label, I suppose. Anyway, I quickly started eliminating that word wherever possible as I continued with plans and arrangements.

Someone passed a tip along to me that really made a huge difference. And let me be extremely clear here – no affiliate links whatsoever – I just think this is really important:

With a CostCo membership, caskets or urns can be purchased at approximately half the price that a funeral home would charge. Sometimes not quite half, but still.

So here’s how it works: CostCo is partnered with Universal Casket Co. You can’t buy directly from Universal, but once you have the CostCo membership, you work with Universal directly. When I did this several years ago, the membership fee was $55. The casket I purchased was $849 from Universal, and $1599 at the funeral home I had chosen for the services. That is a $750 difference. So that $55 membership saved me $695. There is no CostCo within reasonable distance to where I live, so I never used it again, but it was worth every penny.

The funeral director started to look a little frowny when I told him about the casket arrangements I had made. He began to talk about the “package” of services they offer and how they handle every detail during times of grief, etc.

That kind of pissed me off. It made me realize exactly how much of a cold, calculated business transaction this really was to him. Experiencing grief does not turn people into incapable morons. Pouring oneself into the managing the details can sometimes be only thing to get you through that period of time with your sanity partially intact.

My point is, do your homework. Be informed. Know the rules. Funeral homes are obligated by law to accept delivery on your behalf from any source you have chosen. They are not allowed to “require” you to purchase the casket from their establishment, no matter how much they may suggest so, or play to your emotions. Be polite, but stand firmly by your decisions.

It has taken several years for me to feel comfortable to even bring this topic into conversation. I sincerely hope someone benefits from reading this. Maybe CostCo is not the only way to reduce outrageous funerary markups. What about headstones..? Floral displays..? Comments are open for more suggestions… please chime in!

Brown Bagging It

delicious sandwich, chicken breast, swiss cheese, sliced tomato, avocado and baby spinach on multi-grain wheat bread, also showing apple and cashew butter

Check out this article I wrote for Business Insider about bringing my lunch to work Mon – Thurs. (On Fridays I intentionally eat out with colleagues, for multiple reasons.) I figure I save the equivalent of a mortgage payment every year. And yes, I do actually make the corresponding principal-only payments each month. Very satisfying!

What is Your Emergency?

Lady at work tries to place an outgoing call. She dials 9 for an outside line, 1 for long distance, and her finger slips and she dials 1 again.

This happens to her a lot. 4th time in 6 months. Possibly on purpose..?

Another $20 to Vanguard.

Boiling Point

The Engineers.  At work.  Bickering about the boiling point of water.  Celcius and Farenheit.

They are electrical engineers.  This should not apply.

I could feel my blood beginning to boil.  So I sent another $20 to my Vanguard fund. 

Tracking Number

At work today…

  • me:  Hi Customer, here is the tracking number for your shipment.
  • customer:  Thanks, what is the tracking number.
  • me:  See highlighted below.
  • customer:  Is this for what I ordered?
  • me:  Go fuck yourself.

OK, that last comment was in my head, but I was screaming it silently all afternoon, and Vanguard has another $20 for my future. 

And why is this repetitive task not yet automated at my company?  Over the course of weeks/months/years x 250+ people, it really erodes the highest and best use of time and resources.  I double checked and all the required data exists in the systems.  It should be a matter of writing a script to link those relevant data fields into an email template and auto-send at the point of processing the shipment.  So I fired off an email to The Dude Who Does That… we shall see what happens…

Paper Trail

Lady at the office walks into a meeting with toilet paper hanging out of her pants like a tail.  Not the first time this has happened.  I silently stare out the window so I don’t lose my shit. 

As soon as I get back to my desk, I transfer $20 into Vanguard towards my next investment buy.  I use these moments of office insanity to further motivate my savings rate.

Don’t get me wrong.  It’s a good job.  A great company.  I like my work.  Mostly.

But I want more from my life.  So I save more.  It’s a direct aspect ratio.