did you hear about the two Black Robbert in Atlantic City?

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BLACK ROBBERS (A True Story)

>
> This would have to be one of the best emails I've ever read....
> (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 str ewn 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 shemight
> 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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