St. Peter A lawyer died and arrived at the pearly gates
A lawyer died and arrived at the pearly gates. To his
dismay, there were thousands of people ahead of him in line to see St. Peter.
But, to his surprise, St. Peter left his desk at the gate and came down the
long line to where the lawyer was, and greeted him warmly. Then St. Peter and
one of his assistants took the lawyer by the hands and guided him up to the
front of the line, and into a comfortable chair by his desk. The lawyer said,
'I don't mind all this attention, but what makes me so special? 'St. Peter
replied, 'Well, I've added up all the hours for which you billed your clients,
and by my calculation you must be about 193 years old!'