Bill gates dies and goes to heaven, where Saint Peter gives him
a smart two-bedroom house with a pretty garden and a tennis court.
Pleased with his lot, Bill quickly settles into the afterlife.
One day he is out walking when he bumps into a man wearing a
fine, tailored suit.
“That’s really nice,” says Bill. “Where did you get it?”
“Actually,” says the man, “I was given 50 of these, plus two
mansions, a yacht, a golf course and four Rolls-Royces.”
“Wow, were you a priest or a doctor healing the sick?” asks
Bill.
“No, I was the captain of the Titanic.”
Bill storms off to see Saint Peter. “How come the captain of a
sunken ship gets all that while I, the inventor of the Windows
operating system, get a crummy little house?” he asks.
“We use Windows too,” says Saint Peter. “And the Titanic only
crashed once.”
