Joke about Mrs. Cohen & a Black Woman

Sadie Cohen lived in a diverse neighborhood on Long Island . Her neighbor was a very generous black woman who stopped in one Saturday and asked, “Mrs.Cohen, I have to go into the City this afternoon to meet my daughter; can I get you anything?”

Mrs. Cohen thanked her and exclaimed, “Listen, I have a monthly commuter pass for the train, and I don’t use it on Saturdays. Why don’t you use my ticket and bring it back tonight. After all, it’s all paid for; why should you pay extra.”

The neighbor thanked her, and later that day, got on the train. As the conductor came through the train, he happened to glance at the ticket and noticed the name “Sadie Cohen”.

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“Excuse me madam, are you Sadie Cohen, the person whose name appears on this ticket?” The woman smiled sweetly at him and shook her head affirmatively. A little suspicious, the conductor stared at her for a few seconds and then asked, “Would you let me compare signatures — would you please sign your name? The black woman turned toward him indignantly and snapped, “Man, is you crazy? You wants me to write on Shabbos?