An engineer died and reported to the pearly gates. St. Peter checked his dossier and says, "Ah, you're an engineer — you're in the wrong place."
So the engineer reported to the gates of hell and entered.
Pretty soon, the engineer became dissatisfied with the level of comfort in hell, and began designing and building improvements. After a while, hell had air conditioning, flush toilets, and escalators.
The engineer became a very popular fellow.
Later, God called Satan on the telephone and said with a sneer, "So, how's it going down there in hell?"
Satan replied, "Hey [or perhaps he said, "Hell"], things are going great. We've got air conditioning and flush toilets and escalators, and there's no telling what this engineer is going to come up with next."
God replied in surprise: "What? You've got an engineer? That's a mistake. He should never have gotten down there; send him up here."
Satan retorted, "No way. I like having an engineer on the staff, and I'm keeping him."
God said, "Yes, way. Send him back up here or I'll sue."
Satan laughed uproariously and answered, "Yeah, right. And just where are You going to get a lawyer?"
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