He had heard it all before: the guilt ridden confessions, the tales of endless cycles of sordid, iniquitous doings. It was his job and his calling - he was a priest after all.
The difference was that in this instance the confessional was empty and he spoke to himself, seeking absolution. But, finding he couldn't forgive himself he took it to his Superior, the Giver of all Laws, and pleaded his case there.
He got a recorded message. It turned out Heaven was closed for essential maintenance.
(source: The Oddest Box)
