Story
Recruiters - don’t make mistakes!
(addressed also to everyone, who recruits people)
One day while walking down the street a highly successful "Human
Resources Director" 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, strangely enough, we've never once 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 man.
"Well, I'd like to," replied St. Peter, "but I have higher orders. What
we're going to do is let you have a day in Hell, and a day in Heaven, after
which you can choose where you'd like to spend your eternity."
"Actually, I think I've made up my mind, I prefer to stay in Heaven",
said the man.
"Sorry, we have rules..." And with that St. Peter put the Executive in an
elevator and it went down, down, down to Hell. 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 her were people he
knew - former executives and candidates he had worked with through the years
- and they were all dressed in evening gowns and cheering for him. They ran
up and gave him a very warm welcome, and they talked about old times. They
played a great round of golf 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 (kinda cute), and he had a terrific time telling
jokes, playing and dancing. The Director 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 and he
found St. Peter waiting for him.
"Now it's time to spend a day in Heaven," he said. So the HR Director spent the next
24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing. He
enjoyed himself and before long 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 HR Director paused for a second and then said, "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 he went down, down, down back to Hell.
When the doors of the elevator opened he found himself standing in front
of a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. He saw his friends who
were dressed in rags, picking up the garbage and putting them in sacks.
The Devil came up to him and put his arm around him. "I don't
understand," stammered the man, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf
course and a country club and we ate lobster and we talked and 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."
