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A
car (GM, Ford, Mercedes, Volkswagen, SEAT etc.)
computer (Apple, HP, IBM, SUN, etc.)
CT system (GE, Philips, Siemens, Toshiba etc.)
- your choice -
sales rep has died and arrives at the port to heaven. St. Peter welcomes
him, says, well, we observed your life, you never lied, you always
conducted an honest life, never cheated on your customers, never ever did
anything wrong - welcome to heaven!
The sales rep, not yet quite sure, asks if he can get a free demo first
and then decide...
Well, sure, why not? So he looks around, seeing the angels sitting on
little clouds, praising the Lord, nothing special, not really what a sales
rep imagines as his ideal habitat for the next few milleniums.
So he walks back to St. Peter and asks if he also could have a look at the
hell.
Sure, if you think its that much better there, go and look yourself!
So, St. Peter picks up his phone, calls downstairs, and the sales rep is
immediately picked up by a 30 ft limousine, he finds a bar in it, a nice
girl serving him cool drinks, soft music, and in no time, they enter a
large building. Nice welcome, he thinks. He does not trust his eyes when
he is lead into the first room. Soft music, bars all around, beautiful
girls who read every wish from his eyes, he is introduced to some other
people who also enjoy this (he recognizes some of his former colleagues
who worked for the competition, and he finds himself grinning when he
thinks what the hell!
After 20 minutes or so, he walks back to the welcome desk and asks if he
can call St.Peter. Sure. Hi, its me. Yeah. No. Sorry. Nope, I made up my
mind. Yes, I know, it is a long term engagement! Nope, I stay here. Yes.
Thanks. Yeah, I appreciate your interest, no, really, your opinion is
important to me. OK. Thanks. Bye!
He hangs up and starts to walk back to the room he came from.
Sir, you are staying with us? Yes. OK, sign here, please. He signs.
A guy looking like a bulldog leads him to another door, he is pushed in,
fire, screams, the worst smell that hell can offer, absolutely terrible.
Horrified, he screams, no, no, no, I want back into the other room, where
I was before!
Silly you, a sharp voice shouts, this is hell!
But the room, where I was just minutes ago?
That was our showroom!
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