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At Heaven's Entry door, a furious type arises in front of St Peter.

- By God's name, what am I doing here ? Look at me: I am 35 years old, I am 
more healthy than ever, I do not drink, I do not smoke, yesterday evening I lie 
down calmy in my bed and now I find myself here ! It is certainly an error 

- Eh well! that never happened but I will check, answers St Peter, disturbed. 
What's your name ?

- Dugommeau. Norbert Dugommeau. 

- Yes... And what is your job? 

- Mechanic. 

- Yes... Ah, here, I have your card. Dugommeau Norbert, mechanic... Eh well, Mr 
Dugommeau, you died bcoz of your old age, that's it.

- Bcoz of my age? But it is not possible, I am only 35 years old 

- Ah I do not know, Mr Dugommeau. But one made the account of every hour of 
labour you invoiced, and that gave 123 years!