"Darn it! I hate it when that happens!"
"Heh, heh! They're too heavy, because they're winners full of money."
"Wouldn't that be great, if they were all winners?"
"I've had that happen before. Not often. But it's happened. From this store, too."
I brought my tickets home. Didn't get around to scratching them until after 5:30. THREE of the four were winners! A $15, a $15, and a $10. I doubled my money!
Surely it was just a coincidence that they slipped over the edge of the counter...
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That is almost enough to buy two of my guides--one for yourself and one for a gift for someone else.
I will take cash, if you'd rather not charge it.
Sioux,
How about if you just take winning scratchers in trade? Cut out the middleman.
Of course it was a coincidence, just like it was a coincidence that it was you in the store and you buying those very tickets. There really is no other explanation.
Unfortunately, any scratcher in my hands instantly turns into a loser...
River,
I usually don't believe in coincidences. What's meant to be is meant to be. Every decision or interaction I had that day led me to that place at that time. Just like how I find my pennies.
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Sioux,
You and Farmer H could form a support group. But stay six feet away from each other!
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