A contractor and a lawyer are in car accident and show up at the Pearly Gates together.
St. Peter greets them. "Come with me, my sons," he says. "I will take you to the homes where you will spend all of eternity."
The contractor and the lawyer get into St. Peter's holy convertible, and they all head on down a beautiful golden road, which turns into a platinum road, which turns onto an even grander road paved with sparkling diamonds.
They pull up in front of a huge luxury mansion, where St. Peter turns to the lawyer and says, "Here is your home for the rest of eternity, my son, enjoy! And if there is anything you need, just let me know."
The contractor is pretty excited as St. Peter goes back down the diamond studded boulevard, down the platinum highway, and onto the street of gold. Then they turn down an avenue of silver, drive along a stone alley and over an unpaved footpath to pull up in front of a rickety aluminum-siding cabin with a little picket fence.
St Peter says, "Here you go!" and starts to leave.
"Hey now, wait just a minute here!" says the shocked contractor. "I've been a good man all my life! I always did my business honestly, treated others fairly, cherished my family, and was a good steward of the Earth! How come the lawyer gets the big mansion and I get this shack?"
St. Peter says: "Well, contractors are a dime a dozen here, but we've never had a lawyer before."
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