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Green with Envy

 

50 Million, can you even imagine that cheque going into your bank account?

Well, one lucky former Mt Forest resident, doesn't have to imagine. That's exactly what he is doing this week. Lucky son of a ....

He claims he "will continue to work"!!?? Really? Why not give up your job to someone one who is not a multi-millionaire! If you want to work, start your own company, hire people to run it. Create more jobs. But, hey, I am not the one with 8 figures sitting in the bank, what the heck do I know?

I started to read the article in the paper but, to be honest, I got too angry to even read the whole thing. Silly, right? I guess its not anger, its pure unadulterated JEALOUSY! I feel like he stole my chance at winning. Really, what are the chances that 2 people with ties to Mt Forest would win? Now, my chances have greatly deteriorated. Thanks, buddy.

I actually couldn't sleep thinking about this all the night I found out he won. Crap, I thought I had the winning ticket! I still haven't checked my tickets, its too fresh.

I had big plans for that money! Now, I feel lost without it. How can I start all these foundations I have in the back of my mind without it? And where will my pool come from?! Its really quite sad.

And I would be a really nice millionaire! I would totally share!

I still will buy my tickets this week, and have my group tickets. I still think its my turn. I still think I will win. I still think that a jackpot will be mine!

All my well thoughout plans for my millions will have to wait until then.


Comments

  1. Joan24 May 2012 at 09:18

    Well at least you are wealthy in intelligence, beauty and ingenuity!

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