Lacking any raging talent in anything specific, I've always sought out something, anything that has been slightly different for me compared to your average joe. After some thought, it seemed like I have regular than average luck. Every time I walk up to a vending machine down a quarter, I find a quarter in the slot. When I've entered for contests, I've often won. Job interviews have me with a higher than average acceptance rate.
Knowing this, and the fact that I failed derriere-kissing 101 in college, I figured my best shot of the good life lie not in climbing the corporate ladder, but the lottery! That's right, 6 numbers to easy-street. Retirement on the raffle system for me. Once upon a time though, I was adult enough to say I would continue to work unless I had somewhere in the neighborhood of a 100 million dollar jackpot. After college that became 50 million. The current deflationary trend of my dream to say fuck-it and loaf at home has me on track to call it quits for a $5 scratchers victory. So far no dream fulfillment, but I've got 2 tickets for this weekend I haven't checked yet.
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