[ WP ] You died . An interview with an omnipotent being is about to unfold , office-job-interview-style , to see if you are qualified for the afterlife .

I have never considered myself a very kind or generous person. Neither have I done anything particularly amazing in my life. There was only one particular act that I have managed to do, that somehow changed the course of my interview. 
 
 What interview, you might ask? It is the pinnacle of all interviews, the one interview that trumps all. 
 
 The interview with God. 
 
 I sat nervously at the Office of Redemption, and finally saw no one else in the queue ahead. 
 
 `` Next!'' the Angel of Administration said, his eyes glued towards the computer screen. 
 
 I stood up. It was time. 
 
 I always assumed God was some old man with a beard. It turned out that my perception of God was anything but that. 
 
 I walked into the room and sat down at the table, a long table that reached across the span of the room. On the other side, was God. She turned out to be a 16 year old girl. Damn, that song about God being a girl was so true. 
 
 `` Name?'' she whispered in a tone so soft, yet seemingly permeating through the air. 
 
 `` Taylor James, madam'' I replied nervously. 
 
 `` Hmm. Taylor James. Your resume here shows nothing of significance in the past 10 years before your... untimely death. `` her voice resonated through the room, in crisp and clear voice, much louder this time. `` Give me just ONE reason why I should n't kick you out and bring the next person in. Pretty impressive resume on his side. He did, after all, shot Donald Trump and prevented a world war.'' 
 
 Snap. How do you even top that? Nobody told me I could get into heaven by shooting someone. I went through my whole life trying to minimize the damage I caused to people. If I knew that one act was all I needed to get sent to heaven... 
 
 `` Well, Madam, I made sure never to harm anyone. In fact, I died because I refused to vote for Trump! I voiced it out as much as possible. `` 
 
 God chuckled. 
 
 `` Well. I guess that you deserve to go to heaven then. You have passed the interview.'' 
 
 What the damn hell? I nearly muttered out. That worked? 
 
 `` There is no sin but stupidity, and you have passed with flying colors. `` she smiled, and the doors behind her opened, towards heaven. 
 
 *note* this story is not meant to be political. Just ask yourself, what would Jesus do. VOTE WISELY. From a non American. 

