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20th November 2013, 10:06 PM
#1
The Robbers
BLACK ROBBERS .... (A True Story)
This would have to be one of the best emails I've ever read....
For anyone who didn't see the episode on the David Letterman Show
where 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.
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.
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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BLACK ROBBERS .... (A True Story)
This would have to be one of the best emails I've ever read....
For anyone who didn't see the episode on the David Letterman Show
where 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.
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.
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.
No virus found in this message.
Checked by AVG - www.avg.com
Version: 2014.0.4158 / Virus Database: 3629/6850 - Release Date: 11/19/13
No virus found in this message.
Checked by AVG - www.avg.com
Version: 2014.0.4158 / Virus Database: 3629/6849 - Release Date: 11/19/13
© 2013 Microsoft
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Developers
English (United Kingdom)
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Developers
English (United Kingdom)
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21st November 2013, 03:42 PM
#2
Re: The Robbers
True Story, The late great Tommy Cooper, Was renown for travelling to his gig by taxi with his minder, As he got out the taxi cab he would always wish the cab driver well wishes explain his minder would pay the fare and drop an envelope on the drivers seat ....You have a drink on me and he was off. The cabbie would open the envelope to find a tea bag inside 
.
{terry scouse}
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21st November 2013, 03:49 PM
#3
Re: The Robbers
Originally Posted by
red lead ted
True Story, The late great Tommy Cooper, Was renown for travelling to his gig by taxi with his minder, As he got out the taxi cab he would always wish the cab driver well wishes explain his minder would pay the fare and drop an envelope on the drivers seat ....You have a drink on me and he was off. The cabbie would open the envelope to find a tea bag inside
.
was it a used one
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