[ WP ] After someone dies , they must be interviewed before it is decided how they will be reincarnated . You are the interviewer .

A pale frame approached my desk. She looked around, weak and hunched. 
 
 `` I'm sorry but I...'' 
 
 `` Welcome Margaret, I have your file right here,'' I began. `` Before we start, is there anything in particular you'd like to reincarnated as. 
 
 `` Can you put me back in my own body?'' She asked as she sat in front of me. 
 
 `` No, I'm sorry.'' 
 
 `` I suppose you tried that 2,000 years ago, and it did n't workout well,'' she quipped as she leaned back stubbornly in her seat. 
 
 I let out a derisive giggle before typing into my computer, and watching the printer flicker with her next life. 
 
 `` Alright, you're going to come back as a jellyfish.'' 
 
 `` What? Why!'' She shouted. 
 
 `` I'm sorry, all decisions are final,'' I quipped as I pressed the big red button, and Margaret was reincarnated. The pneumatic tubing above my desk dropped another file, and a man limped in. He was holding his own head, chunks of his body were falling on the floor. He looked awful. 
 
 `` Mr. al-Din?'' I asked as he sat bewildered. `` It says here you were killed in a terrorist attack.'' 
 
 `` Is that what happened?'' He asked. `` I was just minding my stand in the bazaar, and... a --'' 
 
 `` Do n't worry about that,'' I said to stop him abruptly. I've heard all the stories. `` You'll be reincarnated as a majestic falcon.'' 
 
 `` Really? Thank you!'' 
 
 I hit the button, and he was reincarnated. Next, a rhinoceros sauntered in, its horn removed, and riddled with bullet holes. 
 
 `` Oh, I'm sorry,'' I began. `` I only reincarnate those who died as humans. Jeremy does Rhinos, he's on the 213th floor.'' 
 
 The rhino slowly sauntered out, and a young man in a business came in, brushing dirt from his clothes. His file fell onto my desk. 
 
 `` I'm dead...'' he realized. ``... but... I worked so hard... it ca n't be over now...'' 
 
 `` Sit down Mr. Hankel.'' 
 
 He slowly grabbed the seat and pulled it out. 
 
 `` I see you did work very hard to get to your position,'' I continued. `` Dead at 32 from an aneurysm. There must've been a lot of stress in your life.'' 
 
 The devastated man just nodded. 
 
 `` I'll tell you what, I ca n't make you human again, it's against policy. I'll put a note in your file to make you human after you die again. For now, try to enjoy life as a tiger.'' 
 
 He looked up with an expression of confusion before fading away. Another person sauntered in, but he had a clear sense of entitlement. 
 
 `` I'm very busy, can we make this...'' 
 
 `` Flea!'' I screamed, slamming the big red button. He faded away screaming. It was so satisfying. 
 
 As a young Asian girl strolled in, I stopped her and rose from my seat. 
 
 `` It's my lunch time, I'll be back in an hour,'' I explained, as I left the room. I fucking love my job!
