I see dead knitters.

Chrystalla: We just had a dead person in the shop!
Me: What are you talking about?
Her: This guy came in to do some shopping, and he had some bags in his hands, and he asked me if he could put them behind the counter. And I said “Sure,” and he handed them over. And then he said that he had to make sure not to forget it or lose it, because it was his sister’s ashes, and he’d just picked her up!
Me: YOU’RE. JOKING.
Her: I had a dead person, right in my hands!