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Old 07-12-2000, 06:38 AM   #1
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Talking OT: Funny Story to Help Brighten Your Day

This is a GREAT true story....
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 big...very big...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 God, they had to know what she was thinking!!! Her hesitation about joining 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 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. 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 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 07-12-2000, 06:41 AM   #2
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Hehe... one more...

Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of
the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses
on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him
rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from
bad breath. So what does all of this produce?


A super callused fragile mystic plagued with halitosis!
 
Old 07-12-2000, 06:43 AM   #3
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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! ROFLMAO
That story is so funny it must be true.


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Old 07-12-2000, 10:30 AM   #4
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Hehehe Hey Nick you think of that one all by yourself???

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Old 07-12-2000, 10:37 AM   #5
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Considering I lived just south of Atlantic City I have heard that story. It is quite old tho.
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Old 07-12-2000, 10:39 PM   #6
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This is posted at www.urbanlegends.about.com

Along with many other net hoaxes

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Old 07-13-2000, 10:13 AM   #7
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dang guys...ruin the fun out of it..why don't ya...ehehe
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