There was a guy who went to the super bowl, but to his dismay, the ticket he had bought from the scalpers put him in the very top row in the worst part of the stadium. Early in the game, he was looking around the stadium with his binoculars (good thing he had them, or wouldn't have been able to see a thing), and saw an empty seat just a few rows up on the fifty yard line. He wondered, "who would be stupid enough to get that great seat at the Super Bowl, and not come?!" So he decided to go find out and see if the seat was taken. He made the long trek down to the seat, sat down in it, and began to talk to the man sitting in the seat beside. "I was looking down from up there," pointing to his seat up in the nosebleeds," and couldn't help but notice this empty seat--is it yours?!" 

"Well," the man replied, "yes, it is my seat, and you're welcome to sit there if you would like."  

"That is very gracious of you, but why in the world would you buy this seat, and not bring anyone along with you?" 

"You see", said the man," the seat you're sitting in was supposed to be for my wife, but she tragically passed away just a couple of days ago." 

"That's terrible, but couldn't you find anyone--a friend or family member to come as your guest and occupy this seat?" 

"No, they are all at the funeral."