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A poor employee had been
suffering dreadfully during the building of Gates' infamous new home.
The poor architect had used Linux to undertake the interior, and the
wrath of Gates had fallen upon him.
This guy was so distressed at the thought of
using Windows in a design environment that he just got up one day and
took his own life.
He reappears at the gates of heaven where St.
Peter is sitting with his clipboard. Nervously he walks up to St.
Peter. St. Peter says, "Ah, you're the poor fellow who suffered at the
hands of Gates. Don't worry; you're in heaven now. Everything is all
right."
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Still quivering, the poor
architect says, "At last, that's wonderful. But you promise me that
Bill Gates won't appear here."
St. Peter lets out a broad laugh. "Is the
Pope Catholic? You know what they say about rich men, needles and camels
... anyhow, we use Amigas..."
Then, suddenly, beyond the pearly gates a
familiar figure appears. The poor architect falls into an apoplectic
fit. "Look, look, you told me he'd never find a place in heaven, but
it's him."
St. Peter turns around to see the sight. "Ah, no my son, that's God, he just thinks he's Bill Gates ..."
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