Wednesday, 4 October 2006

Smile

A writer died and was given the option of going to heaven or hell.
She decided to check out each place first.
As the writer descended into the fiery pits, she saw row upon row of writers chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop.

As they worked, they were repeatedly whipped with thorny lashes. "Oh my," said the writer. "Let me see heaven now."

A few moments later, as she ascended into heaven, she saw rows of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they, too, were whipped with thorny lashes.

"Wait a minute," said the writer. "This is just as bad as hell!"

"Oh no, it's not," replied an unseen voice. "Here, your work gets published."

4 comments:

Penny said...

Robyn
Just here to say hello. I used to think spelling and handwriting were all-important, too.
But communicating well is a good substitute :-)

Robyn Savitri said...

Hi Penny,
You're right. Basic English, common sense and a good imagination is all you need...and tons of patience.
;0)

Doll Weller said...

"A few moments later, as she ascended into heaven, she saw rows of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they, too, were whipped with thorny lashes."

Sounds like the editorial office of People's Friend!

Robyn Savitri said...

LOL! The Kilted Ones would enjoy that, Doll...um, the joke not the lashing...but who knows?