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I used to work in a seedy law office located on the edge of the projects. One day, a black guy with one leg came hopping into the office -- no prosthetic device, no crutch; nothing. He asked me to notarize something. I asked for his i.d., he pulls it out of his pocket, signs his document, I notarize it. He hops out.

Next day, he hops in again. Asks me to notarize something else. I ask for his i.d. He kind of grimaces and says he forgot it at his apartment. I tell him I can't notarize anything without it. He starts going on about how much trouble it is to get to his apartment and back to our office without a car. I sympathize, but tell him again that I can't notarize anything without an i.d.

Exasperated, he finally says, "Lady, I was just in here the other day! C'mon! How many one-legged niggahs you have hoppin' through this place?"

I notarized his stuff.

Hope I didn't offend anyone; those were his words, not mine.