Never again (joke)

As a young minister, I was asked by a funeral director to hold a graveside service for a homeless man, with no family or friends. The funeral was to be held at a cemetery way back in the country, and this man would be the first to be laid to rest there.

As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost; and being a
typical man did not stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew, who were eating lunch, but the hearse was nowhere in sight.

I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, and stepped to the side of the open grave, where I saw the vault lid already in place. I assured the workers I would not hold them up for long, but this was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I poured out my heart and soul.

As I preached the workers began to say "Amen," "Praise the Lord," and
"Glory!" I preached, and I preached, like I'd never preached before, from
Genesis all the way to Revelation.

I closed the lengthy service with a prayer and walked to my car. As I was
opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard one of the workers
saying to another, "I ain't never seen nothing like that before and I've
been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."