Everyone dreams of what they would do with a giant novelty cheque proudly displaying upwards of six or seven zeroes before the decimal point. Somehow matching those five, six or more random numbers on your little piece of paper bought on a whim at the corner store, you’d put off even checking until you heard from your co-workers or friends that someone in your city won the jackpot. When you finally do check them and magically obtain a lifetime’s worth of cash in a single instant. It would be surreal…a true dream like event.
Maybe that’s why so many people like to dream about it. I think deep down we all know the chances are pretty good you’ll get twenty or thirty bucks back on the hundreds you’ll spend on lotto tickets throughout your life, but just having that hypothetical “chance” seems to be a therapeutic bonus all in itself. Most folk would pay off debts and travel. Buy a house…maybe houses for all their loved ones if the amount is big enough. A flashy car, a shiny TV, maybe even a suit worth more than one’s entire previous wardrobe.
Of course the real fun comes in imagining what you would BLOW your cash on. If you paid your bills, gave to your charities and already did all the moderately responsible things you knew to do with your cash, but still had a LOT more…well…I know people who would buy islands, travel to space, buy thousands of Twinkies or blow a million in a weekend trip to Vegas.
But for me? Honestly? I’d save a few grand to build horrific monoliths of evil.
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