a metamorphoses story


Moralkaka: tänk efter före vid rekrytering. Avnjutes med valfri dryck av starkare karaktär.

Valet är inte alltid givet; första intrycket kan vara vilseledande…

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One day, while walking down the street, a highly successful Graduate was tragically hit by a bus and died. His soul arrived up in heaven where he was met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.

”Welcome to Heaven,” said St.Peter. ”Before you get settled in though, it seems we have a problem. You see, we’re not really sure what to do with you.”
”No problem, just let me in.” said the Graduate.
”Well, I’d like to, but I have higher orders. What we’re going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in.”
”Actually, I think I’ve made up my mind…I prefer to stay in Heaven”, said the Graduate.
”Sorry, we have rules…” And with that, St. Peter put the Graduate in an elevator that went down-down-down to Hell.
Hiernonymus Bosch [1450-1516], ”The Garden of Earthly Delights”. Del av en triptyk.
The doors opened and he found himself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club and standing in front of him were all his friends — now executives and board members — and they were all dressed for a party and cheering for him. They played an excellent round of golf , talked about old times and at night went to the country club where he enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. He met the Devil, who was actually a really nice guy, and had a great time telling jokes and dancing. He was having such a good time that before he knew it, it was time to leave. Everybody shook his hand and waved good-bye as he got on the elevator.
The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates where St. Peter was waiting. ”Now it’s time to spend a day in Heaven,” he said.
So the Graduate spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing. He had a great time and before he knew it his 24 hours were up and St. Peter came and got him.
”So, you’ve spent a day in hell and you’ve spent a day in heaven. Now you must choose your eternity,” he said.
The Graduate paused for a second and then replied, ”Well, I never thought I’d say this, I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but I think I had a better time in Hell.”
So St. Peter escorted him to the elevator and again the Graduate went down-down-down back to Hell.
Hiernonymus Bosch [1450-1516]. Del av samma triptyk.
When the doors of the elevator opened he found himself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. Some of his friends were dressed in rags, picking up the garbage and putting it in sacks. Others were being slowly tortured by strange creatures. The Devil came up to him and put his arm on his shoulder.
”I don’t understand,” stammered the Graduate, ”yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is a wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable.”
The Devil looked at him and smiled, ”Yesterday we were recruiting you; today you’re staff.

2 svar

  1. Kanske läge att tänka om vad gäller ett erbjudande som kom häromdagen…

    Tack för en bra blogg!!!

    19 november, 2010 kl. 22:32

    • Roligt att du gillar bloggen!

      Blir man för ivrig över ett glansigt jobberbjudande så kan man i värsta fall helt glömma bort ‘magkänslan’ — den kombination av logik, medvetna och omedvetna intryck och fakta som hjärnan bearbetar till en helhetskänsla. Kan inte gå fel om man följer den. 😉

      21 november, 2010 kl. 15:34


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