September 30, 2010


Tickets, Please.

I read yesterday about the arrest of a family who had ripped off winning lottery tickets from unsuspecting consumers. Specifically, one for a Lotto Super 7 twelve-and-a-half million jackpot. Authorities are now trying to track down the rightful winner, after 7 years. Yeah. Like that'll happen.

I must admit, upon learning that the store it happened at was in Burlington, my antenna perked up. I saw a pic of the store, and read the name. Variety Plus. Perhaps this was a store I frequented. I'm sure I've been in dozens of variety stores. Maybe some of them were even named Variety Plus.

The picture in the paper was small. The window was on the wrong side for my usual variety store. But if I squinted, I decided it could totally be another one I've been in. 7 years ago. The switcheroo happened on Dec. 26. I can think of many reasons I have run to a variety store on Boxing Day. I looked again.

I noted the hotline for calling the Lottery Office. They, and the OPP, are rightfully being deluged with calls, no doubt from people like myself who went out for milk 7 years ago, and only came home with milk. I cursed myself for not being one of the anal people who photocopy their tickets, or get them notarized or whatever. Every time I clean out dressers, I come across stray tickets stuffed amongst socks and underwear. Some of them are ten years old. The tickets.

As I reached for the real estate section, confident we will be moving soon with the spoils of our win, plus 7 years interest, I hesitated.

I've never played Super 7. And the only time I've bought any lottery tickets is when Roz and I have been drunk and dreaming of a new life. And she would never, ever let me be in charge of a lottery ticket.

I'm gonna call her. Maybe she won. Maybe she'll share.

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8 Comments:

Anonymous jmd said...

RUN, Roz! Or better yet, join the Witness Protection Program. They will let you take the money with you.

September 30, 2010 9:30 AM  
Anonymous Roz the newest Canadian multi-millionaire!!! said...

hey no prob. I'll buy you a bathroom or maybe two. Hate to break it to you but I only buy tickets with you too so the odds are very unlikely. However, if my husband suddenly turns up missing, he'll be the one as he buys tickets weekly and has numerous pools he participates in. hhmmm, I wonder if he's plotting his escape. Can't think why. (my word verification is "wores" - nice huh)

September 30, 2010 2:26 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Oh sure, first it takes you three years to figure out how to get an account with your name on it.

Now you're gonna get all tap-dancy fancy and customize it for each response. Webgod will be here shortly, I just know it...

September 30, 2010 2:28 PM  
Blogger Lucywestie said...

According to the OLG they are analyzing peoples buying patterns to find out who won. If thats the case then if they analyze me they will find I have a penchant for having my mum buy me Marks and Spencers underwear in the UK and shipping it over here.
[its the fit, trust me, the fit and the quality, Hane's could learn a thing or two from M & S]

The phrase "if my husband suddenly turns up missing" unnerves me a little though. It sounds like a metaphor for "ignore the mound of freshly turned earth in the backyard and Im off to Vegas"

September 30, 2010 4:30 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

You should see how unnerving it is when all 3 Sommerfeld wimmin get together.

September 30, 2010 5:43 PM  
Anonymous PJ said...

Yes all 3 would be unnerving but as far as we can ascertain there are only 2 left since Gilly went missing....

September 30, 2010 8:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Gilly was in that Porsche I have a few days ago. Gilly is just fine...

Lorraine on iPhone.

September 30, 2010 8:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well, let me tell you... I have actually seen and attempted hyst with my very own eyes. Port Credit, in my younger day's. A fellow came in to validate his ticket. Bozo behind the counter said it was not a winning ticket and handed a ticket back. The fellow was savvy enough to realize he was being hosed and made enough of a fuss that his rightfull ticket was returned to him. Hmmmmm I should have followed him home,,,,damn I wish I were a quicker thinker,,,,

October 01, 2010 6:13 AM  

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