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This is hilarious...
Black Robbers
For anyone who didn't see David Letterman's take on
this: (And it's a true story...) On a recent weekend in
Atlantic City , a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a
slot machine. She took a break from the slots for dinner
with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she
wanted to stash the quarters in her room. 'I'll be
right back and we'll go to eat,' she told her
husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator.
As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two
men already aboard. Both were black. One of them was
tall...very tall...an intimidating figure. The woman froze.
Her first thought was: 'These two are going to rob
me.' Her next thought was: 'Don't be a bigot;
they look like perfectly nice gentlemen.' But racial
stereotypes are powerful, and fear immobilized her. She
stood and stared at the two men. She felt anxious, flustered
and ashamed.
She hoped they didn't read her mind but gosh, they had
to know what she was thinking!!!
Her hesitation about joining them in the elevator was all
too obvious now. Her face was flushed. She couldn't just
stand there, so with a mighty effort of will she picked up
one foot and stepped forward and followed with the other
foot and was on the elevator. Avoiding eye contact, she
turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they
closed. A second passed, and then another second, and then
another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn't move.
Panic consumed her. 'My God,' she thought, I'm
trapped and about to be robbed! 'Her heart plummeted. Perspiration poured from every pore.
Then one of the men said, 'Hit the floor.' Instinct
told her to do what they told her. The bucket of quarters
flew upwards as she threw out her arms and collapsed on the
elevator floor.. A shower of coins rained down on her. Take
my money and spare me, she prayed.
More seconds passed. She heard one of the men say
politely, 'Ma'am, if you'll just tell us what
floor you're going to, we'll push the button.'
The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words
out. He was trying mightily to hold in a belly laugh. The
woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men. They
reached down to help her up. Confused, she struggled to her
feet. 'When I told my friend here to hit the floor,'
said the average sized one, 'I meant that he should hit
the elevator button for our floor. I didn't mean for you
to hit the floor, ma'am.' He spoke genially. He bit
his lip. It was obvious he was having a hard time not
laughing. The woman thought: 'My God, what a spectacle
I've made of myself.' She was too humiliated to
speak. She wanted to blurt out an apology, but words failed
her. How do you apologize to two perfectly respectable
gentlemen for behaving as though they were going to rob you?
She didn't know what to say. The three
of them gathered up the strewn quarters and refilled her
bucket. When the elevator arrived at her floor they then
insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little
unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not
make it down the corridor. At her door they bid her a good
evening.. As she slipped into her room she could hear them
roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator.
The woman brushed herself off. She pulled herself together
and went downstairs for dinner with her husband.
The next morning flowers were delivered to her room - a
dozen roses. Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred
dollar bill.
The card said: 'Thanks for the best laugh we've had
in years.'
It was signed;
Eddie Murphy
Michael Jordan
__________________
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This is hilarious...
Black Robbers
For anyone who didn't see David Letterman's take on
this: (And it's a true story...) On a recent weekend in
Atlantic City , a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a
slot machine. She took a break from the slots for dinner
with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she
wanted to stash the quarters in her room. 'I'll be
right back and we'll go to eat,' she told her
husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator.
As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two
men already aboard. Both were black. One of them was
tall...very tall...an intimidating figure. The woman froze.
Her first thought was: 'These two are going to rob
me.' Her next thought was: 'Don't be a bigot;
they look like perfectly nice gentlemen.' But racial
stereotypes are powerful, and fear immobilized her. She
stood and stared at the two men. She felt anxious, flustered
and ashamed.
She hoped they didn't read her mind but gosh, they had
to know what she was thinking!!!
Her hesitation about joining them in the elevator was all
too obvious now. Her face was flushed. She couldn't just
stand there, so with a mighty effort of will she picked up
one foot and stepped forward and followed with the other
foot and was on the elevator. Avoiding eye contact, she
turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they
closed. A second passed, and then another second, and then
another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn't move.
Panic consumed her. 'My God,' she thought, I'm
trapped and about to be robbed! 'Her heart plummeted. Perspiration poured from every pore.
Then one of the men said, 'Hit the floor.' Instinct
told her to do what they told her. The bucket of quarters
flew upwards as she threw out her arms and collapsed on the
elevator floor.. A shower of coins rained down on her. Take
my money and spare me, she prayed.
More seconds passed. She heard one of the men say
politely, 'Ma'am, if you'll just tell us what
floor you're going to, we'll push the button.'
The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words
out. He was trying mightily to hold in a belly laugh. The
woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men. They
reached down to help her up. Confused, she struggled to her
feet. 'When I told my friend here to hit the floor,'
said the average sized one, 'I meant that he should hit
the elevator button for our floor. I didn't mean for you
to hit the floor, ma'am.' He spoke genially. He bit
his lip. It was obvious he was having a hard time not
laughing. The woman thought: 'My God, what a spectacle
I've made of myself.' She was too humiliated to
speak. She wanted to blurt out an apology, but words failed
her. How do you apologize to two perfectly respectable
gentlemen for behaving as though they were going to rob you?
She didn't know what to say. The three
of them gathered up the strewn quarters and refilled her
bucket. When the elevator arrived at her floor they then
insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little
unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not
make it down the corridor. At her door they bid her a good
evening.. As she slipped into her room she could hear them
roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator.
The woman brushed herself off. She pulled herself together
and went downstairs for dinner with her husband.
The next morning flowers were delivered to her room - a
dozen roses. Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred
dollar bill.
The card said: 'Thanks for the best laugh we've had
in years.'
It was signed;
Eddie Murphy
Michael Jordan
__________________
