The Old Man
A public relations consultant died and arrived at the pearly gates. To his dismay, there were thousands of people ahead of him in a queue 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 consultant was standing.
St Peter greeted him warmly. Then St Peter and one of his assistants took the consultant by the hand and gingerly guided him up to the front of the queue into a comfortable chair by his desk.
The public relations consultant said, "I don't mind all this attention, but what makes me so special?"
St Peter replied, "Well, we have added up all the hours for which you billed your clients, and by our calculations you must be about 193 years old!"
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