The girl was going to make red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting on Saturday night for the church potluck after church on Sunday. However, she needed sour cream, so I headed to the nearby “bunny” store to pick up the item.
She said, “Oh, she wants a powerball!”
I laughed and shook my head – sure that I could not share how I really felt about buying a lottery ticket. She and the man in the store shooting the breeze asked me why I laughed, so I said, “Well, unless someone sees this as just a fun purchase…and the money comes out of some recreation fund in the budget, I see it – and gambling in general – as a tax on stupidity. I know people who think that this is how they will be able to retire someday, and that is just not reality.”
So – what do readers think?