This has got to be one of the, “Funniest Jokes of the Year” that makes us look at ourselves and how we react to preconceived notions that we carry around in our minds.
We generalize, we criticize, we characterize, we attempt to rationalize with silly acts that will de-humanize and ostracize as we fail to realize that in the end we will have to vocalize the wrong things we had fantasized as we apologize for trying to penalize the innocent who were guilty because we colorize actions and not people, a mistake ,made to often, that could leave us hospitalized.
Or is that a Surprise———-Nuff SaidAnd Now For Our Feature Presentation
Techniques Of Black Robbers And How They Get You
This Touted True Story Revealed
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.
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.
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 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 and looked up at the two men.
They reached down to help her up. “Confused”, she struggled to her feet…”The Man said when I told my friend here to hit the floor,” ‘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 at her.
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,yelling to the top of their voices… 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.’
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