One day while walking down the street a highly successful Human Resources
Director was hit by a bus and she died. Her soul was met at the Pearly
gates by St. Peter himself.
“Welcome to Heaven", said St Peter." Before you get settled in, it seems
we have a problem. You see, we've never had a Human Resources Director
make it this far and we're not really sure what to do with you".
"No problem, just let me in" said the woman. "Well, I'd like to, but I have
higher orders. What we are 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 HR Director."Sorry, we have rules" And with that St.
>Peter put the HR executive in a lift and down it went to Hell. The doors
>opened and she found herself
>stepping onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the
distance
>was a country club and standing in front of her were all friends and
fellow
>executives she had worked with and they were all cheering for her. They
ran
>up and kissed her on both cheeks and talked about old times. They played
>an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where she
>enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. She met the Devil who was
>actually a really nice guy. She had a great time telling jokes and
dancing.
>Everybody shook her hand and waved good-bye as she got in the lift. The
>elevator opened at the Pearly Gates and she found St. Peter waiting for
>her. She spent the next 24 hours lounging around on the clouds and playing
>the harp and singing. She had a great time and before she knew it her 24
>hours were up and St. Peter came and got her.
>
>"So you have spent a day in hell, and a day in Heaven. Now choose your
>eternity" he said. The woman replied: "Well I never thought I would 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 her to the lift and again she
>went back to Hell. When the doors opened she found herself standing in a
>desolate wasteland covered in rubbish and filth. She saw her friends were
>dressed in rags and were picking up the rubbish and putting it in
>sacks. The Devil came up to her and put his arm around her. "I don't
>understand," stammered the HR Director, "yesterday I was here and there
was
>a golf course and a country club and we ate steak and lobster and we
>danced and had a great time. Now all
>there is are wastelands and rubbish and all my friends look miserable."
>The Devil looked at her and smiled. "Yesterday we were recruiting you,
>today you're staff."