This was hilarious! And very relatable (except I like Funyuns). I feel the same embarrassment that I’m trying to win the lottery when everyone knows someone else, somewhere else is going to win it. I feel everyone (cashier, other customers) can tell how badly I did in Statistics and Probability!
Just about every week, I wander over to my corner liquor store, owned by the lovely Valerie and her husband Sunny, and I no longer have to say, "Super, Power, Mega and Fantasy 5," they just ask how I am, I answer and ask the same, and we chat as I hand over my $6, unless I'm getting a lovely red or rose (rosay...can't make the accent on a PC; Macs rule). In that case, I still hand them the six in cash and put the rest on the card (potato chips are sometimes involved; their wine and chip selection is on point). Valerie always looks me in the eye and says, "Good luck," because I win, she wins. We are both waiting for that. I try to remember my losses help schools. Right? xo
This was VERY funny. The gasoline MiniMart is a great creation. The store is loaded with stuff NOT to buy. We reserve the lottery ticket as the most unworthy as we cannot buy one with a credit card. Hilarious. You can buy hot dogs slow-cooked on roller contraptions -- scaled down airport luggage slides. You can buy 2-3 day shelf-life breakfast sandwiches. You set up the whole story perfectly. My favorite part is the loathing if you win $2
I don’t buy lottery tickets so I’ve never thought of the embarrassment aspect. I don’t think I’m organized enough to know where I put it and check the numbers to see if I won! Pretty sure the few I have bought are simply gathering dust in unclaimed lottery ticket heaven.
I don’t think anything of a person grabbing a ticket or two but I do confess to being a tad judgey when I get behind those folks who are fully loaded with a literal plastic folder of tickets, like a hundred of them! They are seriously organized, they have a system. It’s like a full time job!
You are not unworthy! But it’s amazing how we feel we are. Anyone who goes to the effort to buy a ticket deserves to win. Imagine the good you could do if you won, the help you could provide or the dream business you could start.
So next time be proud!! But stay far away from the Funions! They are probably flammable!!
No Funyuns for me, unless I outlive my wife, and then I won’t want them. George should be on the bag!
Ooh, Funyuns. My son loves those. I get indigestion just thinking about them!
This was hilarious! And very relatable (except I like Funyuns). I feel the same embarrassment that I’m trying to win the lottery when everyone knows someone else, somewhere else is going to win it. I feel everyone (cashier, other customers) can tell how badly I did in Statistics and Probability!
Just about every week, I wander over to my corner liquor store, owned by the lovely Valerie and her husband Sunny, and I no longer have to say, "Super, Power, Mega and Fantasy 5," they just ask how I am, I answer and ask the same, and we chat as I hand over my $6, unless I'm getting a lovely red or rose (rosay...can't make the accent on a PC; Macs rule). In that case, I still hand them the six in cash and put the rest on the card (potato chips are sometimes involved; their wine and chip selection is on point). Valerie always looks me in the eye and says, "Good luck," because I win, she wins. We are both waiting for that. I try to remember my losses help schools. Right? xo
This was VERY funny. The gasoline MiniMart is a great creation. The store is loaded with stuff NOT to buy. We reserve the lottery ticket as the most unworthy as we cannot buy one with a credit card. Hilarious. You can buy hot dogs slow-cooked on roller contraptions -- scaled down airport luggage slides. You can buy 2-3 day shelf-life breakfast sandwiches. You set up the whole story perfectly. My favorite part is the loathing if you win $2
I don’t buy lottery tickets so I’ve never thought of the embarrassment aspect. I don’t think I’m organized enough to know where I put it and check the numbers to see if I won! Pretty sure the few I have bought are simply gathering dust in unclaimed lottery ticket heaven.
I don’t think anything of a person grabbing a ticket or two but I do confess to being a tad judgey when I get behind those folks who are fully loaded with a literal plastic folder of tickets, like a hundred of them! They are seriously organized, they have a system. It’s like a full time job!
You are not unworthy! But it’s amazing how we feel we are. Anyone who goes to the effort to buy a ticket deserves to win. Imagine the good you could do if you won, the help you could provide or the dream business you could start.
So next time be proud!! But stay far away from the Funions! They are probably flammable!!
I never bought a lottery ticket, but I used to like Funyons...