The concept of spending a considerable amount of time with these people was driving Barney batty. They were a giggling bunch of pre-adolescent zombies. Giggle giggle giggle. Barney half thought he had wasted his life; he should’ve become a comedian instead of a chartered accountant.
Giggle giggle giggle. Would they never stop? In the end, they were taken away by an “Assistant” to somewhere else; one could hardly say they went away on their own accord.
But what’s this? Another gaggle of Giggling Gerties escorted into the waiting room. Giggle giggle giggle. Barney wanted to scream. Off they go now, to wherever! Giggle giggle giggle.
It took a while for Barney to realize where he was; he had died and was in the waiting room before entering an eternal dimension. The Giggling Gerties were being taken off to Heaven. As the assistant who seemed to be overseeing the whole affair said to Barney: “Things are a bit overcrowded at present, so we’re keeping you here in the waiting room until we manage to finish expanding the boundaries of Hell.”
Uh-oh.
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Huh
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To hell with him!
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Heavens no!
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Hi Bruce. Sorry for the absence. Your stories are always a good craic. I am doing a little accounting, and can relate haha
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Lovely to hear from you Inese as always. Accounting makes me cry – mainly because I don’t ever seem to be getting enough money!
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This story feels like an eternal dimension.
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Thanks – I sometimes gravitate towards timelessness.
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This seems to be a direct fall out of the Wuhan induced pandemic.
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I never thought of that – very funny – and accounts for the truckloads of giggling Gerties.
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