Sometimes when candy wrappers tell me I could be a winner, I believe them.
Of course, I believe other things, too. I believe soda caps, kiosks at malls, raffles for giveaways at local stores as well. It’s just that I seem to interact with candy wrappers most often.
Come on – you do it too. You may not do it all the time, but you’ve sat there with nothing to do one time and asked your friend to type it in, or you’ve wandered online just to see what it’s about. Right? RIGHT? Did you maybe read this post because you thought the title would bring you the slight promise of reward? Because I have to admit that sometimes I sit around and wonder what it would be like to be the person who came home one day, opened up a bottle of soda and freaked the hell out because she just won $100,000. Or if I seriously got to be whisked off for a vacation someday. Or what about a new car that I only have to pay the taxes and associated fees on? That last one would be kind of a bummer at first and difficult to manage on such short notice, but still TOTALLY AWESOME.
I’m not as terrible as I used to be.
Companies putting a code on their products that force you to go to their websites to enter a code was a clever move. At first it made me really upset because I’m not going to go through all that nonsense. My suspension of disbelief lasts about 3 seconds. Unless I can lift up a flap, twist a cap, or look in a box that fast, the feeling that perhaps I have the golden ticket is far gone. But over time I grew to appreciate it because now I have a reason not to want to pursue the ridiculous notion that I could be in Hawaii next week because of a Butterfinger.
I’ve entered a few online codes in my day – you know…just to see – but clicking a mouse can’t replace that feeling of true hope I sometimes had right before I peeled open a candy wrapper to find out I was actually just a big fat loser.
It said try again but it didn’t really mean it. It knew I wouldn’t ever win.
Maybe it will hit me when I don’t suspect it. Maybe something totally awesome and random is going to happen to me and it will be when I’m not peeking under wrappers and labels and lids. Or maybe hoping something will happen when I don’t suspect it is just as bad hoping for something in the first place.
I think I need to give it up. The golden ticket isn’t coming around any time soon – just a bunch of advertising and little “you lose” messages to make me feel badly about myself.
Thank goodness for Dove chocolates. ♣Today’s RAK: Working alongside a friend til their job is done and asking nothing in return.