BLACK ROBBERS

[Lisska]

>>BLACK ROBBERS
>>
>>
>>
>>This would have to be the best email I've have ever
>>read.... For anyone who didn't see the episode of
>>David Letterman's which this story was told, read
>>this: (And remember 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 very tall and had 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 to 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

[stoli]

>>The card said: "Thanks for the best laugh we've had in
>>years."
>>
>>It was signed;
>>Eddie Murphy & Michael Jordan

Хорошо хоть не Charlie Murphy & Rick James

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