So
there I was on line in Publix again today and the banter continued. A woman
said, "I have the winning #s," and the man behind her said,
"That's good, at least I will have come close." Then they made plans
to meet Sunday morning at Publix until he told her she had to go to Tallahassee
to collect. I can't help but wonder how many relationships Power Ball has
spawned. Some shrewd marketer should hold a Power Ball Ball to unite the single
suckers who stood on line. They have more in common than on e-harmony.
The
chatter didn't stop on the lotto line. At the Deli counter several were engaged
in a philosophical debate about sound strategies of picking #s. Seemed like they were
full of bologna while waiting to purchase some more. However, whenever strangers
chat in South Florida it is a wonder to behold, as the odds of that happening
are higher than winning Power Ball.
It
seems just about everyone believes they will win. In psychology “folie a deux”
refers to a situation where two people share the same delusion. Roommates,
siblings, business partners, etc. are vulnerable. The next DSM may need to
include a diagnosis called “universal folie,” which just about summarizes all
of us schmucks standing on line throwing our money away.
I
likely have the winning ticket so you may not hear from me for a while, as I will
be consulting tax attorneys, investment bankers, and the like. Stay tuned and "play on America." Actually, that statement seems to also summarize our presidential election..
Bye
for Now,
bill
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