There was a vicar, and when ever he conducted his Sunday services, no body ever turned up. After, several weeks, during his Sunday service, he left the church, and stood out by his gate. Looking across the road to the church opposite, he could see it was packed full of people. They were singing,dancing and clapping their hands with joy. The Vicar couldn't believe his eyes. After the service, the Vicar visited the Church, and spoke to the Reverend Jones, who conducted the other service.The Vicar asked him what he had done to draw all these people to his church,and Reverend Jones replied "I totally changed my image. I got a haircut, had the church jazzed up, got a brand new colourful Armani suit, and worked out in the gym. Since then, I've become really popular, and so has my church."So, the Vicar left, and decided what to do. He went to a top London Salon,and had his hair cut, he went to the most expensive tailor, and had a fine suit made to measure, and he also spent two weeks in a gym with one of the best personal trainers. The next sunday, he prepared himself for his devoted work to God, and started walking to his revamped church. However, as he crossed a road, he was hit full on by a passing bus, and he was killed instantly.The Vicar reached heaven, and spoke to God,"God, after all my years of work to you, and devoting my life to teaching others your ways, why did you let me get killed by a bus?" he asked. God replied,"To tell you that truth, mate, I didn't recognise you!"