Three contractors die at the same time and miraculously make it to heaven. One from Florida, one from Texas, and one from New Jersey. Saint Peter meets them at the gate and realizes they are all contractors. He asks them if they would be willing to look at some fence work in heaven on the back fence. Saint Peter tells them he has to get three bids on everything and since they are all here together....
They look each other up and down and then take a ride to the fence in the golf cart with Saint Pete.
The Florida GC hops out, measures the fence, does some math in his notebook and says he can do the job for $1400, $600 for labor, $600 for materials and $200 profit.
The Texas boy jumps out, does some measuring and figuring, then says he can do it for $1200. Says labor is cheaper in Texas, so $400 for labor, $600 for materials and $200 for profit.
The New Jersey fellow looks at Saint Peter and, without measuring a thing, says; "I'll do it for $4200."
Saint Peter says: "How can you just come up with a number that outrageous without even so much as measuring the fence?"
"Easy!" he says, "A thousand for me, a thousand for you, a thousand for the inspectors and I get the boy from Texas to do it."