Marvin's big break certainly did come. His big break came on a cloudy Thursday evening in early April. His wife had left him about three months before. Luscious had just been terrible for about the last month. His parents hardly gave him any support at all. Marvin was desperate for something. He was about to find what he was looking for when a vacuum cleaner salesman came knocking at his door late that night.
A man in a dark light brown trench coat came holding a foreign brand of vacuum cleaner and he knocked on Marvin's door with a hard loud tapping noise. Marvin saw the salesman through the peephole and thought about not answering the door. However, he figured he would want the same courtesy the salesmen did so he answered the door.
"Hello, sir my name is Gregory Richter and I have got for you one of the most innovative vacuum cleaners on the market," Mr. Richter finished his sales pitch as he proceeded to throw some dirt onto Marvin's freshly cleaned carpet.
Marvin thought to himself, "Gee, I hate it when they do that. Should I just kick him out now? No I will at least give him the time of day."
Marvin went for about the next seven or eight minutes to hear this terrible dissertation on why European vacuum cleaners are the best buy. Marvin had about had enough when he proceeded to open the door and invite his guest out. To Marvin's surprise though the door was locked!
"Did you lock the door when you came in?" Marvin questioned the salesman.
"No, I don't recall," Greg responded to the accusation on him.
"Well, I am sorry I must ask you to leave," Marvin responded trying to be as nice as he could.
"Well, Marvin I am afraid I cannot do that."
"What!? How did you know my name was Marvin!"
"Mr. Simon, I am not really a vacuum cleaner salesmen, I am here because I heard you were in distress."
"So, are you saying you are some kind of angel?" Marvin questioned his strange guess with much earnestness in his voice.
"Well, not quite, I am here to make you let's say a wager."
"I am listening. What sort of wager are we talking about?"
"Well, Marvin I am a human incarnation of the devil himself."
Marvin was thrown aback a little as he slowly started to back away from his visitor. He proceeded to barely say, "You're the…you're the devil." Marvin said this with much fear and trepidation in his voice.
"Marvin, you don't have anything to be afraid of. I bet you were expecting a tail, horns, and a pitchfork."
"Well, that is how I pictured the devil."
"Don't be afraid of me, I am hear to help. I once an angel of light, until I questioned God and was cast out into the underworld."
"Well, I don't believe in God so I know you are not true."
"Oh, he is there Marvin, he just doesn't care. He is to busy running everything he doesn't have time to care for people like you. I on the other hand am here to help, however, help doesn't come cheap. So, that is why I am interested in you helping me complete this little wager."
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