Diane was always busy.
She had her groceries delivered, a maid service to clean, and had pretty much else done for her.
She sent assistants out to go to art museums for her, and then report back how much they appreciated the art.
Her doctor said she needed more exercise, so assistants exercised and told her how much they felt the burn.
“That’s not how it works,” said her doctor. “You’re going to drive yourself to an early grave.”
Diane bought a plot at a cemetery and had an assistant buried in it.
And had another assistant give the eulogy.