Approaching the gates

Saint Peter is seeing all of the new arrivals trying to go thru the pearly gates in heaven. The first applicant of the day explains that his last day was not a good one.

“I came home early and found my wife lying naked in bed. She claimed she had just got out of the shower. Well, her hair was dry, and I checked the shower, and it was completely dry too. I knew she was into some hanky-panky and I began to look for her lover. I went onto the balcony of our 9th-floor apartment and found the bugger clinging to the rail by his fingertips. I was so mad that I bashed his fingers with a flower pot. He let go and fell, but some awnings and bushes broke his fall. On seeing he was still alive, I found some super human strength to drag our antique cedar chest to the balcony and throw it over. It hit the man and killed him. At this point, the stress got to me, and I suffered a heart attack and died.”

Saint Peter thanked him and sent him on to the waiting room. The second applicant said that his last day was his worst.

“I was on the roof of an apartment building working on the AC equipment. I stumbled over my tools and toppled off the building. I managed to grab onto the balcony rail of a 9th-floor apartment, but some idiot came running out on there and bashed my hands with a flower pot. I fell, hit some awnings and bushes and survived, but as I looked up, I saw a huge chest falling toward me. I tried to crawl out of the way but couldn’t and was hit and killed.”

Saint Peter couldn’t help but chuckle as he directs the man to the waiting room. Saint Peter is still giggling when his third customer of the day enters. He apologises and says, “I doubt that your last day was as exciting as the two fellows that arrived here just before you.”

“I don’t know about that” replies the man. “But picture this, I’m stark naked, hiding in this antique cedar chest…….”