No Work
An old fable passed on orally.
As soon as he died, Juan found himself in a very beautiful place, surrounded by the comfort and beauty that he had dreamt of. A person dressed in white came up: "you have the right to whatever you want: any food, pleasure, fun", he said.
Delighted, Juan did everything he had dreamt of during life. After many years of pleasures, he looked for the person in white:
"I’ve already done everything I wanted to", he said. "Now I need some work, to feel useful".
"I’m very sorry", said the person in white, "but this is the only thing that I cannot get for you. Here there is no work".
"To spend eternity dying of tedium? I would prefer a thousand times to be in hell!"
The person in white came up, and said in a low voice:
"Where do you think you are?"
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