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True Story

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 andlooked 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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Old 09-08-2007, 07:38 AM
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That story was great.
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I am sorry I don't like Michael Jordan at all... I have a true story of my own why I don't but I am sure you guys don't wanna hear it and won't think that is it real... so.....
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we wont think its real unless you tell us!!!!
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LOL... well okay... When I was in the Marines.. we were going to Las Vegas for our Ball... the night of the ball a couple hours before it kicks off a couple of my buddies was in there dress blues walking around in one of the hotels... Just walking around drinking beer and haven a good ol time.. well they happened to notice a table where there was just two black guys sitting there with body guards around the table.. well the two black guys sitting there was Michael Jordan and Charles Barkley... well they decided to try to say hi to them both becuase they have never meet anyone like that in their life before... well of course they can't just walk up to them becuase of the body guards... but they walk up to the body guards and ask them if they can tell them both hi... (mind you in case you for got they are in their dress blues).. well one of the body guards says well hold on let me ask and see... he went to Jordan and asked... Jordan turned around and looked to see who it was and said no we are busy at the moment.... yeah so nice of them just to say hi to some one that is giving him the right to sit there and gambel... so all and all I don't like him anymore becuase he couldn't even take one minute of his time to say hi and even maybe a thank you... what a big man he really is..
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