If Each Type Wrote Their Own [Tongue-in-Cheek] Tombstone from Beyond
Happy Halloween! This is just for fun! I would normally let this idea pass on (I have a graveyard of post ideas that will never see the light of day 😉🪦), but ’tis the season, so why not!
I was thinking about the phrase, “That’ll be on my tombstone” (and similar sentences), so those inspired this post.
Thanks to Brandon Hall for the artwork!
P.S. If you’re curious about why, at times, I start the list with Type 8, check out my reel called “Why I post ‘out of order.’”
If you’d like to see what others of your type have to say about this post, you can find it on Instagram and join the conversation! I’ll link the posts below!
Type Eight
Okay, okay, don't get all mushy on me.
I've taught you well. You're gonna be okay, promise.
Don't worry, I'm still going to haunt that guy who ghosted you.
Type Nine
Not gonna lie, I'm actually feeling very cozy.
So sorry, if you wouldn't mind, could you please just scoot over a touch? You're kind of standing right on top of me. No worries if not!
Que sera, sera.
Type One
Great run through - I have some notes for improvements next time.
Remember, for this year's holiday card... apostrophes do not make things plural.
I might actually haunt you if you screw this up.
Type Two
Sorry to be such a bother!
My only comfort is knowing you said such kind things about me in my eulogy.
There are meals in the freezer. Bake at 350 for 45 minutes. I love you! Enjoy!
Type Three
Now, look. Don't go comparing notes. I'm *technically* the same person wherever I go.
Don't forget summa cum laude in my obituary.
I always said I'd sleep when I'm dead so...
Type Four
Finally, my jokes aren't "too macabre" for the situation.
They said it was the worst thing that has ever happened to anyone. Not even the coroner could believe it.
The aesthetic of this cemetery is exquisite.
Type Five
The nature of existence is a strange and fragile concept. In this essay, I will –
Did you know about the 5 stages of decomposition?
I've arranged for all of my belongings to be destroyed before anyone can look through them. That's way too personal.
Type Six
I literally saw this one coming.
And yes, I can rest easy feeling vindicated that I've proven myself right.
So, uh... What's happening next? I have some questions.
Type Seven
It's actually better this way because even though I'm not technically alive, I'm pretty sure I have superpowers now.
You only live once and all, but I'm going to be the most epic ghost. Boo!
At least I went out with a bang. No regrets!
What would you add for your type? Let me know on Instagram. You can click the images below to head over to each type’s Instagram post! 🪦
Want to explore more about your type and how to apply the Enneagram to your everyday life? My book, Enneagram in Real Life, provides you with a step-by-step guide to use the Enneagram as a practical tool for self-discovery, self-awareness, curiosity, and relational wholeness.
