I'll make sure to die in the apocalypse so you don't have to drag my useless ass around, you're welcome!

Depending on kind of Apocalypse (trigger warning!) y‘all have my permission to use my body for food. I can‘t outrun the zombies anyway and I‘d rather have that than become one myself. Other kinds: ranging from no clue whatsoever to none. 😅

I don't think anyone needs an accountant. I could babysit? I give good hugs?

Same! Also, I'd prefer to be among the very first victims. No running for my life and screaming in fear.

High five from a fellow "I'll immediately keel over" type!