The Unknown Millionaire

 

I’m buying a soda at a local convenience store, waiting while the guy in front of me buys about 50 dollars worth of scratcher tickets.

After I pay for my soda and head out the door, I see the same guy leaning against the wall and he asks me for spare change.

“For what?” I ask. “More scratchers? You haven’t even scratched the ones you have. You might be a millionaire and not even know it.”

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