A woman with the name of 'Gness' passed on and reported to the pearly gates.
An newly annointed angel, filling in for St. Peter, checked his dossier and grimly said, "Ah, you're 'Gness; you're in the wrong place." So 'the woman known as Gness was cast down to the gates of hell and was let in.
Pretty soon, she became gravely dissatisfied with the level of comfort in hell, and began designing and building improvements. After a while, the underworld had air conditioning, garden sheds, goat stalls, flush toilets, bathrooms and escalators, and Gness was becoming a pretty popular gal among the AB demons.
One day, God called Satan up on the telephone and asked with a sneer, "So, how's it going down there in hell?" Satan laughed and replied, "Hey, things are going great. We've got air conditioning, garden sheds, goat stalls, bathrooms and flush toilets and escalators, and there's no telling what this Gness is going to come up with next."
God's face clouded over and he exploded, "What? You've got Gness? That's a mistake; she should never have gotten down there; send her up here."
Satan shook his head, "No way. I like having her on the staff, and I'm keeping her."
God was as mad as he had ever been, "This is not the way things are supposed to work and you know it. Send her back up here or I'll sue." Satan laughed uproariously, "Yeah, right. And just where are YOU going to get a Barmaid or any lawyer?"