A guy named Bob

A guy named Bob receives a free ticket to the Super Bowl from his company.
Unfortunately, when Bob arrives at the stadium he realizes the seat is in the
last row in the corner of the stadium he's closer to the Goodyear blimp than the
field.


About halfway through the first quarter, Bob notices an empty seat 10
rows off the field, right on the 50 yard line. He decides to take a chance and
makes his way through the stadium and around the security guards to the empty
seat.


As he sits down, he asks the gentleman sitting next to him, "Excuse me,
is anyone sitting here?" The man says no.


Now, very excited to be in such a great seat for the game, Bob again inquires
of the man next to him, "This is incredible! Who in their right mind would have
a seat like this at the Super Bowl and not use it?"


The man replies, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me, I was supposed to
come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Super Bowl we haven't
been together at since we got married in 1965."


Well, that's really sad," says Bob, "but still, couldn't you find someone to
take the seat? A relative or close friend?" No," the man replies, "they're all
at the funeral."