Saturday, November 20, 2010

Category: Ethnic Stories

HAT TRICK

A rabbi was walking slowly out of a synagogue in New York, when a gust of wind blew his hat off and down the street. He was an old man, who walked with the aid of a cane and wasn't able to fetch his hat. Across the street, a young gentile saw what was happening, rushed over, grabbed the hat and returned it to the rabbi.

“I don't think I could have retrieved my hat.” - said the rabbi. “Thank you very much!”

Then he placed his hand on the man's shoulder and said:

“May God bless you.”

The young man thought to himself:

“I've been blessed by a rabbi, this must be my lucky day!”

He decided to go to the racetrack. In the first race he noted a horse named 'Stetson' at 20 to 1. He bet $50 and sure enough, the horse came in first. In the second race, a horse named 'Fedora' was at 30 to 1, so he bet all his money on that horse. Fedora came in first as well. At the end of the day the man returned home to his wife. She asked him where he's been. He explained how he returned the rabbi's hat and how he blessed him and how he then went to the track and bet on horses, which were named after hats,.

“So where's the money?” - she said.

“I lost it all in the ninth race. I bet on a horse named Chateau and it lost.”

“You fool! Chateau means house in French, Chapeau is a hat.”

“It doesn't matter,” - he said. “The winner was some Japanese horse named Yarmulke.

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