I have been finding myself beginning to question why this is happening to me. Is it because I accused God of cheating? All I did was tell him sternly to keep his cards above the table where everyone can see them and no bottom dealing.
Stopping at quick trip on the way home I gave in to impulse and bought ten $1 scratch off cards. From experience I know that when things go bad for me, bad things happen rapidly and are cataclysmic. I was thinking, ok lets see how my luck is and if I lose here, I know I am not going to make it. If I win, perhaps God is going to let me take a pot or two.
I scratch off the first 3 - nothing. The next one is a five dollar winner. A few later another five dollar winner. I am now even. I scratch off 3 more and nothing. Now I am down to my last ticket and I think, "ok, if this doesn't prove out a winner, what the fuck does a draw mean?", "Is God saying, hey buddy, I'm busy, don't bother me now." Or is he saying, "I haven't decided yet", or perhaps, "hey you're an idiot to think you can read your future by testing me this way." I hadn't planned on a draw.
The very last ticket was a $4 buck winner. I relaxed thinking, okay, that's gotta mean something, I won $4 bucks, that's 40% return on my investment. And I drove on home.
As I got out of the Jeep I had this sudden thought, "what if that means I have a 40% chance to survive?"
Oh God, you are a mean spirited bastard. Keep your cards on top of the table you asshole.
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