There was a contruction worker who was working on a building when he fell 15 stories to his bloody death.
He arrived at the pearly gates and St. Peter said
”Oh, I am sorry, my son. But you have been sentenced to hell. The worker agreed — not like he could do anything else — and he was on his way.
When he arrived, the devil looked at him and said,
"Ah! A new slave. We shall burn you and throw you in the fiery pits.â€
Then the worker replied,
â€œThat wall could use a bit of patching. I could fix it first and you could throw me in the pit afterward.â€
So he fixed the wall. Satan, intrigued, asked,
â€œWhat else can you build?â€ So the construction worker went about his job and made many improvements; in fact, by the time he was done, hell was a paradise. It had air conditioning, pools, balconies, you name it.
Within a few days, God phoned Satan and said,
â€œI think there has been a mix-up. That worker was originally supposed to come to heaven.â€
Satan replied, â€œNo way — he’s built all sorts of useful stuff for us. We’re keeping him.â€
God then said,
â€œOh, yeah? Well, I’ll see you in court. We’re going to sue you for this man’s soul and damages."
Satan just laughed:
â€œAnd where are you going to find a lawyer?â€