Joe, a lawyer, died suddenly at the age of 45.
He arrived at the gates of Heaven, where an angel greeted him, "We've been waiting a long time for you."
"What do you mean?" Joe replied. "I'm only 45, in the prime of my life. Why did I have to die now?"
"Forty-five? You're not 45; you're 82," the angel countered.
"Wait a minute. If you think I'm 82, you have the wrong person. I'm only 45. I can show you my birth certificate."
"Hold on. Let me go check," said the angel, disappearing inside.
After a few minutes, the angel returned.
"Sorry, but according to our records, you are 82. I checked all the hours you billed your clients, and you have to be 82."