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Two Black Robbers
A TRUE STORY OF TWO 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 the 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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Same story went around years ago but it was Ray Charles and his seeing eye dog , he is suposeto have said " on the floor lady" then the same flowers the next day etc :rolleyes: perhaps the woman is an urban Ms
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One of the variations is the story about a group of American tourists who are being shown round the Houses of Parliament in London.
The Lord Chancellor, Lord Hailsham walks past them dressed in his ceremonial robes: full-bottomed wig, ornate gown etc. He spots Neil Kinnock the Labour MP further along the corridor and calls out to him in a loud voice:-
"Neil!"
He's a bit surprised when all the Yanks promptly drop to their knees.
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If I was in the same elevator with Michael Jordan, OMG I will so fainted.
