Einstein died and went to heaven only to be informed that his room wasn’t ready.
“I hope you won’t mind waiting in a dormitory. We are very sorry, but it’s the best we can do and you will have to share the room with others,” he was told by the doorman.
Einstein said that that wasn’t a problem at all and that there was no need to make such a great fuss.
The doorman led him to the dorm and Albert was introduced to the other inhabitants.
“See, here is your first roommate. He has an IQ of 180!”
“That’s wonderful,” said Albert. “We can discuss mathematics!”
“And here is your second roommate. His IQ is 150.”
“That’s wonderful,” said Albert. “We can discuss physics!”
“And here is your third roommate. His IQ is 100.”
“That’s wonderful. We can discuss the latest plays at the theatre!”
Just then another man moved out to capture Albert’s hand and shook it.
“I’m your last roommate and I’m sorry, but my IQ is only 80.”
Albert smiled back at him and said, “So, where do you think interest rates are headed?”
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