
The mall lotto ticket lady and I don't have a very good relationship.... I'm pretty sure she's mocking me all the time. Every time I put my ticket up on the counter, she makes strange faces at me and puts my ticket through the machine. Then, like always, she says to me "Back to work!", and the 40 old people standing around me laugh and laugh like it's the funniest joke in the world (sorry, old people, at least I can eat solid foods without worrying about my dentures, and don't have to wear any form of "protective undergarment").
Usually, I just slink away and go off to worry about paying rent and bills and still having money for "adventures", but instead, I bought a scratch ticket today. I took it back to the office, scratched that motherfucker like it was my job. Guess what? I won a whole two dollars. I'm pretty excited about going to see the lotto lady again, throwing my ticket up on the counter. Two dollars, please (and don't even try to get sassy with me).
Now... Here's the big question: Do I keep the two dollars, or do I spend the money on another ticket?
~sarah p.
p.s. I'm doing my taxes tonight... I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to pay, but stranger things have happened. Wish me luck!
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