Lottery fever. People have it!
You don’t need to see a doctor, you just need to get that ticket in your hand and wait for Lady Luck to arrive at your doorstep.
Cards on the table…I am not a gambler. I have gambled, but the events are few and far between – even bingo! But I will freely admit that when a fortune is on the line and all I have to do is march down to the convenience store to try my luck at winning…I will.
On the evening of a billion (that’s billion with a B) drawing, I stopped into my favorite C-Store and picked up a ticket. I was amongst a group of 10 or 12 other people. Some purchased soda, gas or a piece of pizza – but everyone in line grabbed a ticket. Even better, the clerk had to explain to a few folks how this operation worked. For example, this is a word for word exchange
Clerk: Is that it?
Woman: No, my husband told me to get some lottery tickets.
Clerk: How much do you want?
Woman: I don’t know. I’ve never done this.
Clerk: How many tickets are you supposed to get
Woman: 10
Clerk: That’ll be 20 bucks, but if you want a multiplier, it’ll be 30.
Woman: How much?
Clerk: They are two dollars each, another dollar for multiplier.
Woman: One ticket. That’s all he needs. I can’t believe how expensive this is.
Clerk: Yep. Here. Good luck
(Woman exists)
This is my thought, dear reader. He wished her good luck and she just left. No thank you, no alright, nothing. When someone wishes you good luck – the least you can do is say “Thank you!” or an awkward “You too, er, I mean thanks”
It doesn’t matter if we are talking about the lottery or an Olympic trial or attempting to get the copier to stop leaving that weird black streak – when someone wishes you “Good Luck” you respond with some sort of thanks. Common courtesy!
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