Grace

Duperrier didn't need to make up his mind to sink into sloth. His haughty belief that his work at the office was far beneath his merit, along with his occasional drowsiness after a good meal, predisposed him to indolence. Since he was self-important enough to claim that he excelled at all things, good or bad, he rapidly became a model of idleness. The day he got fired by his furious boss, Duperrier received the news with his hat off.

"What's on your forehead?" asked his boss.

"A halo, sir."

"Oh really? Is that what you've been up to instead of working?"