This is why I don’t read obituaries.
I read the obituary of Count Robert de La Rochefoucauld, who died last month, and I can’t help but think that I have accomplished nothing in my life by comparison.
“La Rochefoucauld, who died at the ripe old age of 88, escaped from Occupied France during World War II to join the Special Operations Executive. He then parachuted back into France on sabotage missions and twice faced execution, only to escape on both occasions, once dressed as a Nazi guard.”
No one likes a showoff.