|Posted: July 17, 2006, 9:43 am - IP Logged|
Customer flips down his credit card: "I'm on Pump 7."
Clerk: "Seven gallons. $97.42 (Real) US." Hands a slip to the customer to sign. "Would you like to buy a scratcher?"
Customer: "Thank you, no. I don't itch."
Clerk pulls Model 1911 Colt from beneath the counter. "You WANT to buy a scratcher."
Customer: "On second thought, I do."
Use of the word 'slavery' to describe the sphere of human choices involved in buying lottery tickets is a deliberate insult to the language we speak. An injury to the entire concept of freedom and personal responsibility. The legions of REAL slaves among all our ancestors would strangle you with their chains for such an offense.
Absorb the good, ignore the bad, weigh the ugly.
It's about number behavior.
Egos don't count.
Dedicated to the memory of Big Loooser