There once was an Account Guy who lived his whole life without ever takingadvantage of any of the people he dealt with. In fact, he made sure thatevery deal he made was a win-win situation.

One day while walking down the street he was tragically hit by a bus andhe died. His soul arrived up in heaven where he was met at the PearlyGates by St. Peter himself.

Welcome to Heaven," said St. Peter. "Before you get settled inthough it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we'venever once had anyone in Advertising make it this far and we're not reallysure what to do with you."

"No problem, just let me in." said the Account Guy. Well, I'd like to, butI have higher orders. What we're going to do is let you have a day inHell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want tospend an eternity.

"Actually, I think I've made up my mind...I'd prefer to stay inHeaven"

"Sorry, but rules are rules..."

And with that St. Peter put the Account Guy in an elevator and it wentstraight down to hell. The doors opened and the account guy found himselfstepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In thedistance was a country club and standing in front of him were all his oldfriends fellow Ad Guys that he had worked with over the years. They wereall dressed in tuxedos, beautiful women on their arms, and they were allcheering for him.

They ran up and slapped him on his back and they talked about oldtimes. They played an excellent round of golf and at night went to thecountry club where he enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. TheDevil, who was actually a really nice guy, came over and offered him aCuban cigar. Then he and all his pals loaded into a limo and went to themost amazing Strip Bar he had ever been to.

The Account Guy was having such a good time that before he knew it, it wastime to leave. Everybody shook his hand and waved goodbye as he got on theelevator.

The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates and St.Peter waiting for him. "Now it's time to spend a day in heaven."

So the Account Guy spent the next 24 hours lounging around onclouds and playing the harp and singing. He had a great time andbefore 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 youmust choose your eternity."

The Account Guy paused for a second and then replied, "Well, I neverthought I'd say this, I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but Ithink I had a better time in Hell."

So St. Peter escorted him to the elevator and again the Account Guy wentdown-down-down back to Hell. When the doors of the elevator opened hefound himself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage andfilth. He saw his friends were dressed in rags and were picking up thegarbage and putting it in sacks. The Devil came up to him and put his armaround him.

"I don't understand," stammered the Account Guy, "Yesterday I washere and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster andwe danced and had a great time. Now all there is a wasteland of garbageand all my friends look miserable."

The Devil looked at him and smiled. "That's because yesterday you were aprospect."

"But today you're a client."

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