St. Peter has been standing 2000 years at the Gates of Heaven.

Bored out of his mind - everyday the same thing. He looks at the line of petitioners and it goes on and on and on.

He calls his boss. "I really need a change - there must be something else to look for".

"You have to change your attitude, Peter".

"What?" he said.

"Its quite simple really. All you have to do is be creative. For example, today you let in, without any more questions, those who had a really bad day when they died".

"That sounds interesting, I'll try it." said Peter. So he starts off.

The first candidate comes up and Peter tells him the rules for the day, and this was his answer.

"I really had a bad day. I came home from work, tired, feeling ill and suspecting my wife had been cheating on me."

(Peter mumbled to himself "I think I like this bad day business").

"Anyway, I got out of the lift, we live on the 8th floor, and walked into our apartment. I immediately searched all over the place. I began to feel stupid but then I reached the balcony and saw a pair of hands grabbing onto the rails. I looked over and saw a man in shorts hanging on, so I stamped on his feet and he fell the 8 floors. The thing is he landed on some bushes. He wasn't hurt so I ran into the kitchen carried the fridge and threw it over. This time I didn't miss, but the strain gave me a heart attack - and so here I am".

St. Peter, with a smile on his face let him in.

Along came the next man and was warmly greeted by a smiling St. Peter.

Soon he was telling his story.

"I lived on the 9th floor of an apartment building and this morning while doing some aerobics I tripped and flew over the balcony. Luckily I managed to grab hold of the railing on the floor below. But then this madman came and stomped on my hands and I fell. I landed on some bushes that cushioned my fall. As I started to get up I heard a shout so I looked up and saw a fridge hurtling down on to my head and the next thing I know I am standing here on the line."

This time St. Peter couldn't hold back his laughter. After controlling himself he let the man in.

"I am beginning to enjoy this" he said.

The next man soon started his bad day story. "I'm an ordinary chap, but have to admit I have sinned on occasion. And to tell the truth the last time was this morning. I was having an affair with a married woman but then her husband came back home. I immediately hid in the fridge ..."

With a sever case of the giggles, St. Peter let him in.