They say that God created the world in seven days.

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The truth is, it took a lot longer than that.

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Take John as an example. He had been working his ass off all week. Each day, he knelt by the river, mixing water and mud to mould them into tiny little figures. Usually, after creating about a few dozen of them, he’d carefully pack them into little boxes and send them off for God to breathe life into them.

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His friend, Michael, had been painting the night sky for days. He had just finished his latest masterpiece, dawn, a few days ago.

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Yesterday, during their tea break, they wondered out loud why God couldn’t just create his world with a snap of his fingers, since he was God and all that.

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They both got fired the next day.