Time to bump thread back up to the top of the list!
I'm driving to Virginia today, and I'll be going through Pennsylvania. Guess what I'm gonna do??
That's right, I'm buyin' some PA Millionaire Raffle tickets. The only thing I can't decide on is should I stop in Scranton or Harrisburg to buy them. (Yes, I'm going down I-81. Ever see that 18 wheeler/tractor trailer sittin' way up high on top of that billboard? Craziest thing I ever saw.)
When I come back up north next week, I'll buy some more tickets, so maybe I'll stop in Scranton today, and next week I'll stop in Harrisburg. BTW - all this ticket buying I'll be doing is for the pool I run at work. "The Boy's" don't care where I buy 'em, they just want 'em bought. And... I made sure to tell 'em I was buyin' a few for myself - outside of the pool. That's when one of The Boy's (Joe) says to me; "To tell ya the truth, I got one for myself too. My wife went to a casino in PA, and I had her buy me one. She freaked when she saw it was twunny bucks, but I told her to fork over that ticket." Joe always was a tough minded, no-nonsense kinda guy at work, so I don't imagine he's any better at home. He's 62, says he's thinkin' about takin' his Social Security and "gettin' the Hell outta here!" Says he's tired of all the bullshirt at work, and if we don't hit the PA raffle, he don't care cuz he'll just take his Social Security and leave. I kinda don't blame him. All the other guys in my pool at work wanna win that mill real bad too. They hate the place. There are bunch of cranky old curmudgeons.
Me? I'm semi-retired, I only work part time, have a pension, and I'm already collecting Social Security. But I wanna win that mill too. Pad my 401k a little. Other than that, I don't give a shirt what the management morons say/do. G5