You know what the saddest job in the world must be? The guy who works for Wikipedia and has to change all the forms of ‘is’ to ‘was’.
Jesus, I mean, just think about that. Like, the guy whose job it was to go onto the Internet probably the fucking instant David Bowie was announced dead, and then put everything into the past tense, cut the “2015-present” subheading short, and write a final couple of paragraphs on how and when he died.
Imagine what it must be like to be the person who puts that fateful “– 2016” out there for the world to see. To be the author of that.
“So what do you do for a living, Jerry?”
“Oh, I work for Wikipedia.”
“How very interesting, what do you do?”
“I INFORM YOU OF YOUR IMPENDING AND INEVITABLE DEMISE, BITCH”
Things don’t get much worse than that.