A while back, I broke the good news that my ten year old daughter was taking over handling the Monopoly game from our local grocery store. Let’s check-in and have a quick peek at how that’s going …
Ugh. It is that time of the year again. The local grocery is encouraging us to play their Monopoly game again, the biggest time waster I have ever encountered. Sure, we have won every year, about a net $25 worth of gift cards + free products for about 100 hours of work. It is so much work that when it ended last year, I filed for unemployment benefits. Denied.
I had initially resisted the Monopoly game’s siren song this year. I actually passed on taking tickets after checkout. I was a reformed man. Then my wife came home with this stack.
Thanks a lot to my wife for enabling my filthy habit. As I spread the game tickets out on my bed and rolled back and forth over them, I casually grabbed one. It wasn’t long before it was open, and what did I see?