I once had a colleague who was a rather old man. He constantly harped about death. We were colleagues in two different schools.
He would call himself a 老不死.
There was once he was in the lift and he said audibly, “Still haven’t die yet.” This made everyone in the lift very uncomfortable.
This colleague was retired but he had come out of retirement because he ran out of funds.
He was also a Buddhist so there was one occasion when I felt the need to tell him that as a Buddhist, he shouldn’t harping about death in this way.
I don’t know where he is now, but I hope he is no longer publicly harping about dying. Buddhists should contemplate impermanence, bit in a skillful way.