You walk into the Lampshade Bar and Grill and gasp because a unicorn replaced the RandomGuy as a waiter. The unicorn snorts at you and says, "What are you looking at? Never seen a unicorn mixing drinks before?"

I answered, still surprised, "Uhm....No?"

"Well, this isn't a museum. Order or leave" answers the unicorn, rolling its eyes.

"Ok....uhm.....I'll take a BBQ-Burger and a SPIT, please."

The unicorn says, "That'll be right up. Hey you want to try something new." It shows you something sparkly...

"Uhhh.....sure."

"Good... Good...", the unicorn replies thoughtfully.

It goes into the kitchen and...brings out a cake that at first sight looks like it's a llama made out of pure sugar and cotton candy.

You stood there, surprised by the size of the cake.

Hesitatingly you take a slice, the texture is surprisingly rich and then the walls around you being to shift and change...a vortex open and when you can open your eyes you are...

On a lonely island with a nice, white beach with palm trees and a volcano.

You hear a rumbling. The volcano is beginning to erupt! The unicorn leaves through the portal, saying something about racism.

That's the moment you notice, you're black.

You turn and start to run. "What do I do?" you start screaming. Then a police car pulls up in front of you.

"Have you got a weapon?" the police officer asks you.

"Good afternoon, officer and of course not. Why would I need a weapon on this paradisial island?" You smile and try to stay calm.

"Well, maybe it's...", he suddenly has a scary look, "...not so paradisal as you think! Muahahahaha!"

You try not to laugh because the police officer seems kind of fun. "Ok, I'm young and hot and well-dressed..and unless you've got something else to say...I'm going to take a swim in the ocean."

"How dare you to speak in such a tone with me?", asked the police officer and suddenly pointed his gun towards you.

Suddenly he pulls the trigger. He smiles. You become aware that you are now hovering above both the cop and your dead body.

"Will I get into heaven now?", you ask yourself.

"That depends if you pass the job interview", says God. "There are only a certain number of positions available..."

"Ez", you say.

"What skills do you have that could possibly aid our company?" says God. "I was a waiter once?" You reply.

"Wrong. The unicorn was the waiter!"

"No, god, not at the Lampshade Bar, back when I was a student. Any way. I'm willing to bet that there isn't much need for bars in heaven, is there?"

There is an awkward silence so you try again, "Well I'm really good at customer service with a smile and you can't say no to this smile." You smile