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." Then the worker replied, "That wall could use a bit of patching. I could fix it first and you could throw me in the pit afterward." So he fixed the wall.