nice story

[lullo]

I'v read this story and I realy liked it I hope u would too

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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 as she
carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator. As she was about to walk into
the elevator she noticed two men already board. 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 the 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 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 - 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

[lynx]

Lullo Khanoum,

And I will Say:

Thanks for the bucket of quarters you gonna give me.




Lynx

[lullo]

you are most welcome Lynx afandi