Luck of the Draw

time flies when you're a slave to the grind. It's been a month since my last post and it felt like it was just yesterday. Yet the losing streak continues.

I should really stop talking about the kings due to two things:

1. When they're on a roll, i invariably hex them into a nosedive.
2. When they're into a nosedive, they dive even more.

Just good luck, you jerks. My Lakers-fan of a brother has long since stopped trash talking me out of indifference.

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Raffles. Ah, the momentary escape of the masses where each ticket holder is given a statistical chance of winning something big in exchange for the price of something small.

I hate raffles.

Last week's events gave me a chance to win the following:

1. Netbook.
2. 19-in LCD TV
3. Nokia C3 cellphone
4. Digital camera.
5. Beer tower
6. 741 million pesos

It's bad enough that i already feel like the miserable wretch that i am on a daily basis, but not winning anything in 3 raffles (lotto, plant raffle, and sales raffle) just underscores the fact that i need to work harder and stop wishing that Lady Luck smile at you (In this case, i think Lady Luck took one long hard look at me and spat in my direction).

Not to say i haven't had my fair share of winnings. If i remember correctly, during the 20 years i've been joining raffles, i've won something like a shirt (during my UP days), a toaster oven (waived as i was absent from the party), a dvd player (during my corporate days), 2 umbrellas (here at Polo), and a gift card (HR summit sometime this year).

So what am i trying to post here? I have no idea, except realizing that luck is indifferent.

Like the famed Neils Bohr once said, when asked about a horseshoe on his cabin door if he believed in that sort of thing: "I understand it gives you luck whether you believe it or not."

Which means, love or hate the concept of the raffle, you'll win if you win. Not because you need to win, but because you were randomly set to win.

And prepare to get back to work after the draw. Maybe even harder this time.

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