Lottery Dreams
So, um, yeah. 23 of us went in on the $21 million lotto last Friday. (Though, tempers flared 'cause the original organizers wanted to keep it at 21 people so that we'd each walk away with $1 million --- funny how we've already split and spent the $1 million before we've even gotten it.)
The main fantasy wasn't so much a matter of how we'd spend the money as much as it was how we'd stick it to the Evil Empire's face.
Or not really the Evil Empire's so much as the general manager's, 'cause as far as I'm concerned, his bullshit-we're-in-the-same-boat crap just blows chunks.
That's where the satisfaction comes from.
But we didn't win the lottery.
Duh.
We never really had a hope in hell of winning, but it helped feed the crazy revenge scenarios. After all, it was Gaugin who said, "Life being what it is, one longs for revenge."
The main fantasy wasn't so much a matter of how we'd spend the money as much as it was how we'd stick it to the Evil Empire's face.
Or not really the Evil Empire's so much as the general manager's, 'cause as far as I'm concerned, his bullshit-we're-in-the-same-boat crap just blows chunks.
That's where the satisfaction comes from.
But we didn't win the lottery.
Duh.
We never really had a hope in hell of winning, but it helped feed the crazy revenge scenarios. After all, it was Gaugin who said, "Life being what it is, one longs for revenge."
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