Some truth in this joke

A loan officer died and went up to St. Peter at the Pearly Gates. St. Peter said, "You did a lot of good helping people get into homes and you donated a lot to charity and worked on that Habitat house. But you told too many lies to the underwriters, and were unkind to
your processor. We aren't sure where you are going to fit. So we've decided to show you around both Heaven and Hell and see where you feel more comfortable."

As they toured Heaven, the loan officer really liked the big mansions and the streets paved with gold, but the harp music got on his nerves.

Then, when they showed him around hell, he noticed everyone had her choice of playing golf or tennis, hanging out by the pool, smoking, drinking, or dancing and playing cards in the clubhouse.

He told St. Peter, "Oh, this is going to be hard! Can I sleep on it?" So he was allowed to think it over during the night.

The next morning they asked him for his decision. He quickly replied, "Oh, please send me to Hell!" So they opened up the doors to Hell, but the whole picture had changed: It was just like you have always heard with the fire and brimstone! People were burning and being tortured and screaming!

"Hey, that's not what you showed me yesterday!!" the loan officer cried.

St. Peter's cold reply: "You should have locked-in yesterday!"

Enough said.