After getting all of Pope John Paul's luggage loaded into the limo
(and he doesn't travel light), the driver notices that the Pope is still standing on the curb.
"Excuse me, Your Eminence," says the driver," But would you please
take your seat so we can leave?"
"Well, to tell you the truth," says the Pope "they never let me drive
at the Vatican, and I'd really like to drive today."
"I'm sorry but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job if something
should happen?" protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone to work
that morning.

"There might be something extra in it for you," says the Pope.
Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind
the wheel. The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after exiting
the airport, the Supreme Pontiff floors it,accelerating the limo to 105 mph.
"Please slow down, Your Holiness!!!" pleads the worried driver, but
the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.
"Oh, my God, I'm gonna lose my license," moans the driver.
The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop
approaches,but the cop takes one look at him, goes back to his
motorcycle, and gets on the radio.
"I need to talk to the Chief," the cop says to the dispatcher. The
Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he's just stopped a
limo going a hundred and five. "So bust him," said the Chief.
"I don't think we want to do that, he's really important," said the cop.
Chief exclaimed, "All the more reason!"
"No, I mean really important," said the cop.
The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?"
Cop: ! "Bigger."
Chief: "Governor?"
Cop: "Bigger."
"Well," said the Chief, "Who is it?"
Cop: "I think it's God!"
Chief: "What makes you think it's God?"
Cop: "He's got the Pope for a limo driver!"

If you can't change your fate, change your attitude.