A Tribute To Dispatchers
Hope this is not a repost. I thought it was pretty funny, hope you all enjoy !
A Dispatcher stood at the Pearly Gate,
With a face worn, wrinkled, and old,
And meekly asked the man of faith,
For Admission to the fold.
“What have you done, Saint Peter asked
To seek admission here?”
“I was a dispatcher down on earth
For many and many a year.”
Oh, the gates were opened sharply,
And Saint Peter rang the bell.
“Come in and grab a harp,” he said,
“For you’ve seen enough of Hell.”