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Cathryn (formerly catslash) ([personal profile] remindmeofthe) wrote2006-02-19 05:13 pm

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Thank GOD someone FINALLY won the fucking Powerball. Work is absolutely a nightmare on drawing days when the jackpot gets so high, especially Saturdays, which are busy anyway.

My favorite quote from the article:

Whoever it is, U-Stop store clerk Stacey Carey has a message for them.

"If I sold the ticket to 'em I hope they'd share in the winnings — at least, even one-tenth of a percent would suit me just fine," Carey told AP Radio in a telephone interview.


Sing it, Stacey! If I sold the winning ticket, damn right I'd want a tip. Hell, if I won a jackpot like that, the clerk who sold me the ticket could expect a shiny million-dollar check. What's the point of winning something like that if you don't use some of it to make people happy? What are you gonna do, spend all of it? Good luck with that. And then I'd liberate my coworkers from their shitty jobs, and I'd set up all my family, and my siblings would never have to worry about paying for college. And then maybe I'd start thinking about what I want.

Anyway. Good luck, Stacey, I hope you get what's coming to you.