"It's time for everyone's favorite
game, 'You Can't Win!' And now for our first contestant! Pandora,
come on down!"
"Oo! Oo! I'm so excited!"
"Now, Pandora, you can have the contents
of that box, if you choose. But I'm prepared to offer you ... right
here, right now! ... This lovely pager, instead! It will wake you
up every hour of the night and won't let you string two complete thoughts
together during the day!"
"Oh, dear!" Pandora hesitated. "What
shall I do?"
"This pager has 37 different functions!"
crooned the Quizmaster.
"The box! The box! The
box!" screamed some of the crowd.
"And a can opener!" added the
Quizmaster.
"The pager! The pager!
The pager!" shouted others.
"Hmm," mused Pandora. "The pager is
sure tempting. It would keep me on my toes and everything ...
But I have to go with the box."
"The box, huh?" said the Quizmaster.
"Ok, but before you make a final decision, I am offering you ... a 30-year
mortgage! That's the pager and a 30-year-mortgage!"
"Gee, I don't know ... Does
a house come with that?"
"The box! The box! The
box!"
"The mortgage! The mortgage!
It's the responsible thing to do!"
Pandora hesitated for a moment, then
shook her head. "No, I want the box!"
"So, it's the box, is it?" oozed the
Quizmaster. "But wait just a minute! How about major depression?
That's the pager, the mortgage, and the major depression!"
"The box!" "The depression!"
"The box!" "The depression!" "The box!" "The depression!"
"Gee! This is really hard.
Let's see. The pager could keep me up nights so I would have more
time to worry about the mortgage and get depressed. Weigh that against
the unknown quantity in the box ..."
"If it will help you decide," interjected
the Quizmaster, "I'll throw in high cholesterol!"
"Wow, that is attractive!" admitted
Pandora.
"The box!" "The depression!"
"The box!" "The depression!" "The box!" "The depression!"
Pandora thought for another minute.
Then she reached for the box.