choices

"Mr Eisner? they will see you now." Eric took deep breath and stood up. this was it, his chance to really make a difference. not just to his life but to the entire world! he looked down at the unassuming little black box in his hands. His invention. It didn't look like much. It was a small square box. the sides were all black and shiny like finely polished marble. On top was a small red button.
"this way Mr Eisner" repeated the female assistant.
Eric let out sigh and strode as confidently as he could into the board room of Mygene enterprises. it was huge. dominated by a very large wooden table which looked almost the same size and Eric's entire flat! At the end nearest him was a single seat and at the end furthest away was three very smartly dressed business men. Very smart and, to Eric, Very intimidating. Then the one in the middle spoke.
"Mr Eisner, thank you for joining us. You said on the phone you had an invention that was going to change the world. Is that it in your hand?"
"eh yes, it is. I called it the Pockision"
"nice name! so tell me what does it do?"
"well", said Eric as he placed the box on the table,"Pockision stands for Pocket Decision and quite simply, it makes decisions. Easily done i hear you say but, the important thing is, it always makes the right decision"
a murmur began at the far end of the table. Then a voice drifted across the room.
"always makes the right one you say? How?"
"I could tell you how it works" ,began Eric," but it might be easier to show you that it does"

Six months later

Eric was rich! his invention was truly a marvel! the whole world had embraced it. now everyone was making decisions using his invention. There was however one problem. He wasn't happy. As Eric sat there with the gun in his hand he looked down at the awful little box which now ran the world. As a result, suicide rates had tripled. People began to realise, if you always go through life making the right decision then life becomes boring. sometimes, just sometimes, you've got to make the occasional bad choice. Eric looked at the box. he pushed the button and asked it. "what should I do?"
The box replied. correctly.

The End