joke for thirstday

[the last engineer]

An engineer, of the BMW Corporation died and went to heaven. At

the gates

St. Peter told him, "Since you ' ve been such a good man and

your vehicles

have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with

anyone you

want in Heaven".

 

The Engineer thought about it for a minute and then said, "I

want to hang

out with God." St. Peter took him to the Throne Room, and

introduced him to

God.

 

He then asked God, "Hey, aren 't you the inventor of woman?"

 

God said, "Ah, yes."

 

"Well," said the engineer, "professional to professional, you

have some

major design flaws in your invention.

 

(1) There' s too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion.

(2) It chatters constantly at high speeds.

(3) Most of the rear ends are too soft and wobble too much.

(4) The intake is placed way to close to the exhaust. And

finally,

(5) The maintenance costs are outrageous."

 

"Hmmm, you may have some good points there," replied God, "Hold

on."

 

God went to his Celestial super computer, typed in a few words

and waited

for the results. The computer printed out a slip of paper and

God read

"Well, it may be true that my invention is flawed," God said to

the

engineer, "but according to these numbers, more men are riding

my invention

than yours."

[new to the flock]

It is an engineer thing isn't it

 

Least We Forget

 

 

NTTF

[peter-peter]

An engineer, of the BMW Corporation died and went to heaven. At

the gates

St. Peter told him, "Since you ' ve been such a good man and

your vehicles

have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with

anyone you

want in Heaven".

 

The Engineer thought about it for a minute and then said, "I

want to hang

out with God." St. Peter took him to the Throne Room, and

introduced him to

God.

 

He then asked God, "Hey, aren 't you the inventor of woman?"

 

God said, "Ah, yes."

 

"Well," said the engineer, "professional to professional, you

have some

major design flaws in your invention.

 

(1) There' s too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusion.

(2) It chatters constantly at high speeds.

(3) Most of the rear ends are too soft and wobble too much.

(4) The intake is placed way to close to the exhaust. And

finally,

(5) The maintenance costs are outrageous."

 

"Hmmm, you may have some good points there," replied God, "Hold

on."

 

God went to his Celestial super computer, typed in a few words

and waited

for the results. The computer printed out a slip of paper and

God read

"Well, it may be true that my invention is flawed," God said to

the

engineer, "but according to these numbers, more men are riding

my invention

than yours."

THE engineer stood at the golden gates,

his poor head bent and low

and when the great man opened up,

he asked which way to go.

st peter said what was your task

before you ended here.

lad said an engineer,

for going on 60 year

st peter frowned, he gave a sigh,

his brow cleft at the middle,

he said you've had your share of hell,

come in and grab a fiddle. (harp doesn't rhime)

[the last engineer]

the trials and tribulations of us poor unrewarded givers of great feats and undertakings, brought forth by the wants of the many, and help of the few, the sleepless nights and restless days of toil and sweat, blood sweat and tears stain the many tributes of our everlasting harvest of magnificent acheivments for the worlds greater good............................................

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

bull-**** i know

 

 

Martin

 

self praise is the only praise i get,,,,,,,,,, blow my own trumpet loud as usual

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Mr Cavie's signature says it all for most engineers. Nobody notices what we do until we don't do it