Stockbroker

[anil_cogent]

A minister 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 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 Joe Cohen, stockbroker, of Noo Yawk City."

Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the stockbroker, "Take
this silken robe and golden staff and enter the kingdom of heaven."

The stockbroker goes into heaven with his robe and staff, and it's the
minister's turn. He stands erect and booms out, "I am Joseph Snow, pastor of
Saint Mary's for the last 43 years."

Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the minister, "Take this cotton
robe
and wooden staff and enter the kingdom of heaven."

"Just a minute," says the minister. "That man was a stockbroker – he gets a
silken robe and golden staff but I, a minister, only get a cotton robe and
wooden staff? How can this be?"

"Up here, we work by results," says Saint Peter. "While you preached, people
slept; his clients, they prayed."