Hick brought me back a souvenir from his business trip to Sweden. You might remember that in the past, he's brought The Pony a flat wooden woman from France, even though she was not the French maid requested by The Pony. Hick also brought The Pony a Toblerone, even though they can be bought at the Backroads Walmart. No, Hick brought me neither a Swedish woman, nor a Toblerone.
Hick brought me a scratch-off ticket!
Of course I don't know what it says. I don't read Swedish! Hick said it cost him $3 or $4. I looked up the money, and it seems the top prize on this ticket is the equivalent of $11,000 or so in U.S. dollars.
It's not a very big ticket. Here it is, leaning insouciantly against my 44 oz Diet Coke, all full of hope and promise.
I showed great reserve in waiting 12 hours to scratch that little fellow. Looks like I didn't win anything.
The best I can tell, from Googling other tickets, is that I was supposed to match three like amounts to win. I'm not sure what that TV set means. I looked on the back, but wouldn't you know it...I STILL can't read Swedish!
Hick says not to throw it away (AS IF!) until he take is to work to show one of the guys from Sweden who will be at the plant during the first week of May.
I don't know what he's thinking. It's not like I'm going to win $1000 or anything!