Oh, man. So it's immortality with a catch?

[aaack, nope. so much nope]

No, it's not rude, I mean I was the one being rude in the first place by asking, right?

So I'm eighteen years old. On my lunch break from a crappy job I hated. And this guy comes on up to me asking all of this personal stuff about me. And he touches me. Which was weird.

Next thing I know, I'm getting blown up by a flying toilet seat from space and getting the news that I just got drafted into becoming a Grim Reaper.