18th May 2003
ATM Lottery
Of all my many vices and weaknesses, thankfully gambling is not one of them. I don’t recall ever having bought a lottery ticket in my life. On a trip last year to Reno, I bet one quarter in a slot machine, just to give fate the chance to make me a freak millionaire. I ended up 25 cents poorer.
But the other day, Lady Luck smiled on me. What would seem impossible actually happened: I used an ATM (at a grocery on 104th & Broadway) to withdraw $100, and instead of five $20s, the machine gave me one $100 bill and four $50s. The receipt confirmed a withdrawl of $100 and, as a few days have since passed, I have also confirmed this with my bank statement.
See, good things can happen to bad people.
10 minutes later I went back to the same bank machine and withdrew another $100 from my second bank account, but the magic had passed: just five crumby $20s. But I’m not greedy. It made my day, and paid for a nice anniversary present for my most deserving wife, anyway.
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