If I play the lottery it's with Lucky Dips because my Inner Gambler whispers that if I choose numbers for more than one week and then stop, 'my' numbers WILL come up next...
The syndicate I ran for colleagues had enough small wins to more or less pay for itself over the few years l worked there. All on lucky dips.I was once in charge of a syndicate and one week when I went to buy the tickets all the machines in our town were down!!!! Frantically running from shop to shop cursing the persons who'd been late with their money so I'd not been able to purchase them the previous day I was totally and utterly convinced that one of our usual tickets was going to win! No doubt in my mind at all!
In a mega panic and wondering what form 'falling on my sword' would have to take I got a lift hoping that one of the villages along the main road out of town would have a working machine.
Phew they did and a long queue as well ... time was running out I was beside myself with anxiety!
Ching ching money handed over, tickets clasped in hot sweaty palms and in that exact moment .......
I knew for certain that as usual none of them would win!
Funny how the brain works.
Camelot didn't offer lucky dips from the off which pissed me off greatly for the reason you mentioned Scargy. My fellow organiser and I didn't want any of the tickets to belong to one particular punter so we asked them all to contribute 6 numbers which we 'drew out of a hat' having put in all high numbers ourselves being aware of the share of prize issues. Some of the lines didn't look as random as we'd hoped but my friend who'd done a course on stats as part of her degree knew to ignore the temptation to adjust them!
Oh well I'm still not a millionaire.
Sollywos x
I have been buying them for some months for work. . Recently handed it over to someone else...the relief ! ...know just what you mean when in a queue etc ...sometimes got them by the skin of my teeth. I'm still not a millionaire either.I was once in charge of a syndicate and one week when I went to buy the tickets all the machines in our town were down!!!! Frantically running from shop to shop cursing the persons who'd been late with their money so I'd not been able to purchase them the previous day I was totally and utterly convinced that one of our usual tickets was going to win! No doubt in my mind at all!
In a mega panic and wondering what form 'falling on my sword' would have to take I got a lift hoping that one of the villages along the main road out of town would have a working machine.
Phew they did and a long queue as well ... time was running out I was beside myself with anxiety!
Ching ching money handed over, tickets clasped in hot sweaty palms and in that exact moment .......
I knew for certain that as usual none of them would win!
Funny how the brain works.
Camelot didn't offer lucky dips from the off which pissed me off greatly for the reason you mentioned Scargy. My fellow organiser and I didn't want any of the tickets to belong to one particular punter so we asked them all to contribute 6 numbers which we 'drew out of a hat' having put in all high numbers ourselves being aware of the share of prize issues. Some of the lines didn't look as random as we'd hoped but my friend who'd done a course on stats as part of her degree knew to ignore the temptation to adjust them!
Oh well I'm still not a millionaire.
Sollywos x
Sorry ! That was meant to follow a post about buying Lotto tickets ?!I have been buying them for some months for work. . Recently handed it over to someone else...the relief ! ...know just what you mean when in a queue etc ...sometimes got them by the skin of my teeth. I'm still not a millionaire either.
True .. although the song itself is about police informers.You just haven't lived if you've never lived in a place that could have a rat in the kitchen.
True .. although the song itself is about police informers.
Or simply Plain Clothes.lt can’t be. lf it were, the song would be entitled Covert Human Intelligence Source In Mi Kitchen, and the lyrics would be 65 pages long.
maximus otter
I think this may be how a 'problem' with gambling on the lottery can start.
You HAVE to play 'your' numbers every week, otherwise they will certainly win. It's like the customers who buy their scratchards in threes because 'every third one is a winner'. Magical thinking.
I'm not a fan of the lottery, but my hatred of scratchcards knows no bounds. You don't even need to scratch anything off, just the four digit number which is concealed somewhere on the front of the card. We scan the barcode, enter that four digit number and the machine knows whether the card is a winner or not. So there's not even any point in 'the fun of scratching off the numbers'.
Plus also no skill. Like that 'word search' game on the TV during daytime, where you have to ring in to say you've found the word given by the clue (something like) 'The name of the reigning monarch' with ELIZABETH in large letters across the middle of the grid.
Oh no, you have got me started now - I have to go for a nice long lie down....
Or "decent honest citizens", you might call them.True .. although the song itself is about police informers.
You just haven't lived if you've never lived in a place that could have a rat in the kitchen.
Reminds me of when I was a kid of about 8 with a broken arm, visiting the local fracture clinic. There was a circus nearby and their baby elephant, called Tania, was brought to visit the children's ward.As a teenager, I wasn't doing drugs. A waste of youth, I know.
I ended up moving to Amsterdam for work so of course that had to change. I was invited to a get together and there was hash cakes. So I'm sitting eating those, for the first time, when weirdly I see what looks like a fireball moving across the sky. None of the others knew what I was talking about, so I wondered if that stuff had made me hallucinate.
It wasn't untill about a week later I saw an article in the paper about a meteorite that had been seen going across Europe.
I've never actually seen a rat in any of my kitchens, but knew someone who had a rat hole in the children's bedroom that the landlord wouldn't take care of. I only had little slugs and a big banana slug come up out of the drains. Oh, and giant cockroaches, but everyone has them!
came round the corner to find a dead rat in the side alley.
I know there are rats everywhere but I'd prefer them to keep out of my way.
Could someone please delete my post about the axe robbery? There is currently 3 cop cars parked outside my window.