A priest dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him
is a guy who's dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket and
jeans.
Saint Peter addresses this cool guy, "Who are you, so that I may know
whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?"
The guy replies, "I'm Peter Pilot, retired American Airlines Pilot from
Dallas." Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the pilot,
"Take this silken robe and golden harp and please enter the Kingdom."
The pilot goes into Heaven with his robe and harp.
Next it's the priest's turn. He stands up and booms out, "I am Father
Bob, pastor of Saint Mary's in Pasadena for the last 43 years."
Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the priest,
"Take this cotton robe and wooden harp and enter the Kingdom."
"Just a minute," says the good father, "that man was a pilot and he gets
a silken robe and gold harp , and I get only cotton and wood. How can
this be?"
"Nowadays, up here - - we work by results," says Saint Peter,
"while you preached, Bob - - all the people slept; while he flew - - all
the people prayed."
(Mimi's forwarded joke)
