Do you feel lucky?
Ignore the cinematic reference. Just ask yourself one question. “Do I feel lucky?”
It’s a valid question, in certain contexts. For example, if you find yourself ready to drop cash for uncertain reward. At a betting window. Buying a Powerball ticket. Bidding on a box of unclaimed packages. Dreams are made from things like this.
Years ago, on cable TV, I watched people bidding on the contents of storage lockers. I mean, it might be the only place you can find a single, unmatched chair for your dinette table. I actually know family members that paid for things like this. “What’s behind the door”. None of them have retired with their newfound riches.
TV loves to tempt us with programs of the sort. Imagine, you pay a given amount of money and increase your wager. As a model, it continues. Lottery. A tax on the uninformed. I did NOT say stupid, so you can retract your bristles. I just think that there are wiser ways to get rid of your money. Burning the bills in a fire pit. One more way to chase the dream.
Back to the unclaimed packages thread. I’m actually happy that someone showed their mitigated success online. Enough education and we can erase the threat to others.
I admit, I don’t have the gambling gene. Read a book, at a tender age, that explained the math. Lost any urge to give away my money without a struggle. There is a rumour that you can get cheap food in a casino, but we have bulk barn, locally. Or following the potato harvesters. I have my bases covered.
