A woman whose husband has passed away comes into inspect the mortuary’s work before the viewing begins.
The funeral director leads her into the room where her husband’s remains are on display.
“How does he look, ma’am?”
The woman begins to weep violently.
“He looks very nice but Harry never wore brown suits," she sobs. "Harry always wore blue suits!”
The funeral director leads her from the room. “Don’t worry about it, ma’am” he says soothingly. “We’ll take care of it.”
And, sure enough, when the funeral begins, there’s Harry, nicely laid out in a blue suit, as promised.
Afterwards, the woman stops to thank the director. “I just hope it wasn’t too much trouble,” she says, swallowing back a sob.
“No problem, ma’am,” he says. “We just switched heads.”