I didn't win the lottery
Saturday, October 20, 2018
At this point, results are still pending on the billion dollar megamillions jackpot. Numbers seem to be random enough that someone(s?) will take it, but you'd have thought that of all the other drawings since July, when it last produced a jackpot winner. I mean, how astronomically lucky do you have to get to have that happen (yes, I know there's a specific number attached to that question)??
But, were you, or I, to win it, would it mean the end of all your problems, or just the beginning? I mean, I've got some slightly paranoid tendencies already, don't easily trust people, occasionally idly wonder if someone is staring at me. Imagine if they actually had a reason to stare, or they had expectations that you'd "help them out" because they knew that you for darn sure could. I think I'd drive myself nuts having to say no, not only to strangers begging for a piece, but to those long lost friends who suddenly pretended to not having ignored me back in school. And then I'd drive myself further nuts, by trying to figure out how I'd want to help people who did matter to me. And then....
Nahhh, better to remain poor but honest. Right? Right?
But, y'know, I'd be able to afford a personal trainer, and, like, a housekeeper, and a cook, and some other stuff that might help me lose weight, if I won that jackpot...hmmm...
(1 in 292 million-ish, those are the odds of winning. In other words, we're not winning a jackpot any time soon. Or ever.)