Yeah! I forgot to do the Irish lotto last night again. In fact I only do the lotto, once in a blue moon. I’m sure I would win some thing if I did it enough. Funny thing is I know at least three people that won the main lotto prize, and fair play to them. I remember when I worked as a cabinetmaker and one of the apprentice’s won the lotto. This young lad (he was only 4 years younger than me) was a good worker and very popular with everyone. He told me he had won the lotto and I said he should keep that to himself as it was nobody business but his own. He won the lotto just before Halloween and worked up until Christmas. How descent was that of him, considering he was on an apprentice wage which is way less than minimum wage. A few months after he had left, the management and staff found out about his good fortune and Oh! MY! GOD! I never in my life, seen so many be grudgers. Not one person was happy for him. The managers were really hateful about his win and slagged him off really bad. They didn’t even consider that this guy gave up two months to work up to Christmas. He didn’t have to do that and could have left once he collected his million lotto win. I would always wish the best for people and hope they do well for themselves. I just don’t understand how people can be such be grudgers. Now I’m going to go and buy a lottery ticket, so wish me luck. Please don’t begrudge me if I win.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THE CONTINUING SAGA OF AN IRISH MAN ON THE DOLE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For anyone outside the UK or Ireland, the DOLE is a welfare payment for unemployed people until they are able to find a job.~~~~Please note that this blog was written to be read in a strong north Donegal accent, so some of the grammar and spelling will reflect this.
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