Exactly!  All of us ladies were in suits and tasteful (for our demographic) dresses with heels.  Yoga pants are not funeral attire.     I can't get over how utterly disrespectful I found this.  The family was devastated and managed to drag themselves out of bed and dress.  And this slob was wandering around with no shoes on.  All we heard was "my feeeeet hurt".  Bitch, all of our feet hurt.  We've been standing in rain and mud and cold in heels for hours now.  FUCKING RALLY AND KEEP YOUR SHIT TOGETHER. Our minor discomfort is both a reminder we are alive and well, and nothing in comparison to what this poor man's mother is feeling. I raged the fuck out in the car for a very very long time.