As I walked into the gym today I found a lottery ticket for yesterday's drawing on the ground in the parking lot. I know that most people would not even stop and think about it as anything more then mere trash but I stopped. I looked down on it and thought, "Wow it was just from yesterday. I wonder if it is a winner?". Then I contemplated for a little bit and of course I thought that it could not be a winner, that is why someone tossed it away. But then I remembered that I had no idea if it was a winner or not - the same as when you buy a ticket and the chances of it being a winner because it is on the ground in the parking lot cannot be any lower than if you bought one - so I picked it up and put it into my gym bag.
While inside the gym as I tried to burn some calories away, I thought of the ticket. I thought how good it would be it was a winner. Any amount would help plus it would be a great story. But then I thought, "Oh what it is a big winner and the media gets a hold of the 'winning ticket found in gym parking lot" story and then the owner would come forward. What would I do then? What a moral dilemma that would be. But how would they prove it was there's? Oh perhaps there is a camera on the parking lot that could show who lost the ticket and then show me finding it. Anyway it all got very, very elaborate right up until the very moment that I got home and checked the numbers on the computer. Turns out that although two numbers did indeed match last night's winning number, you still don't get anything for matching two numbers so it was off to the shredder. What a funny story. I am still glad I picked up the ticked and checked it out. I also think this funny little story tells a lot about me.
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