Posts Tagged ‘Lottery’

Lotto Trouble

April 1, 2011

Years ago, I used to work at a 7-Eleven store.  We sold a lot of lottery tickets there, such as Pick 3, Pick 4, and Mega Millions.  I always printed out the tickets with courtesy, and always gave them what they asked for.  For example, when you buy a Mega Millions ticket, you have to choose either Cash or Annuity as your preferred option of getting your jackpot winnings.  Most people choose cash, so it can happen that one prints a Cash ticket out of habit instead of Annuity.  If I did that?  Oops, my mistake, I’ll get you your correct tickets right away.  That seems obvious, but what makes this tricky is that Mega Millions tickets are not cancellable.  Once a Mega Millions (MM) ticket is printed, the vendor will be charged for it.  If I printed a ticket that a customer did not want, I would have to try to sell it to someone else.  This wasn’t really that hard.  You tell regulars that you have an extra ticket, and some of them will buy it anyway.  But the point is that if I made a mistake on your ticket, you would not hear even one second of whining or excuses.

Fast forward a few years to three days ago.  I am now on the other end of lottery transactions.  I collect about $200 from 70 or so co-workers and buy lottery tickets whenever the big multi-state jackpots (MM or Powerball) went over $150.  I buy them from a small convenience store that’s on the first floor of my work.  On Tuesday, I bought $198 worth of PB tickets.  Before I left the store, I counted them, as I always do.  But when I got back to the office, I realized that 50 of the tickets were MM – the vendor had made a mistake.  I had a feeling this won’t be a piece of cake, since that’s $50 extra tickets to sell.  Plus, MM jackpot was reset to $12M so there wouldn’t be a lot of buyers.  But I had to do what I had to do and get the tickets I told the shareholders I would get.

I went down and showed them to the Indian lady who printed the tickets.  If it was me, no questions, you would get your PB tickets.  What did she do?  A sour look on her face, telling me that the tickets cannot be cancelled.  Yes, I’m aware of that, and I’m sorry for the trouble, but this is not what I asked for, and I want my tickets.  She then started talking to her husband/partner/co-worker/boss, who also reminds me that the tickets cannot be cancelled.  I know a lot of grumpy and selfish customers use this line but that really is not my problem.  He said he will give me the correct tickets, but then told me to check them after getting them next time.  This is when I started getting mad.  What would that do? Even if I check them right away, they’ve still already been printed and cannot be cancelled.  His reply?  “It cannot be cancelled.”  No, I say, I mean even if I check them right away, you can’t cancel it right away anyway so why are you telling me that?  His reply? “It cannot be cancelled.”  Wow, “I KNOW they can’t be cancelled!” And that’s when I brought up my lotto experience.

In the end, I got my tickets.  But I did not like the resistence I faced.  I did not like the fact that I did not get one apology for having to come back to the store because of their mistake.  And I did not like them telling me to check my tickets, as if it was my fault and that changes anything.  I left the store fuming and hand shaking.  I thought it over, and decided to give them one last chance, since their English skills may be partly to blame.  The store is also the most convenient for me – if I didn’t go here, I would have to get the tickets outside of work, or walk 5 minutes each way to the nearest lotto retailer.

30 minutes later, on my way home, I stopped by again.  I told them the facts – I’ve been coming here twice a week for the past 3 weeks, $200 each time.  That’s $1200, which equals $60 in commission, not to mention (and I did not mention) 1.5% commission on all winnings and additional 5% commission on the tickets I buy with the winnings.  And if I don’t get an apology for the way I was treated, I’m not coming back.  What do they say?  It’s okay, because they sold those MM tickets.  WHAT THE FUCK???  That’s the last thing on my mind.  I was concerned about that until I was treated like this was my mistake and that you’re doing me a favor.  I’ve been a good customer for 2 years, and relationship with me is worth more than 50 MM tickets.  Not going anywhere, I told them that they won’t be seeing me again.  “Have a nice life” I said as I walked out of the store one last time.

This is not how I treated my customers at 7-Eleven.  I even wrote about accepting the non-refundable $50 golf gift card return and that was 100% customer’s fault.  Having or losing one customer doesn’t make a big difference to the bottom line – my philosophy was to just make customers happy.  These people were so focused on possibly losing that $50 that they forgot it was their fault.

I’ve bought over $100 in lotto tickets elsewhere twice already.  Apparently, lotto printing skill is more rare than I thought because both of them made mistakes and printed nonrefundable tickets worth $4 and $35.  I felt bad but they assured me it’s okay and they’ll deal with it.  See, that’s the proper way of handling this.  Buying these tickets elsewhere does make my life a bit harder, but it is much better than the alternative, going back to that store.  That store was also my closest source to cigarettes, so this could benefit me in more than one way.

Lottery Dreams

January 5, 2011

Sometime in 2009, I was asked if I would be interested in handling the office lottery pool.  Well, it is actually just one of several pools I assume are going on since our office has 10 floors and about 1500 employees, but I think this is one of the bigger ones, if not the biggest.  I accepted the role as the lottery administrator and began collecting money whenever the jackpot got to over $125 million.  (I’ve since changed this to $150 million.)

(You know, getting on the bus this morning, I consciously tried to find a seat that would not be near where Deepthroat might sit.  I remember him sitting toward the middle, so I purposely sat near the back.  He is now sitting directly in front of me.)

They say lottery is tax for people bad at math, which is why I was surprised that even insurance employees, including actuaries and others who do a lot of work with insurance date, did lottery.  And dealing with them when they come to give me their $3 is kind of interesting.  “Good luck to us” is probably what I hear the most.

(I just moved to the last row.)

When I was a kid, I used to think, if everyone in America just gave me one penny, I would have almost $3 million.  Well, I know now that it would be nearly impossible to collect from everyone, and even if it was doable, the cost of delivering actual pennies from every corner of the state to my house would probably eat up most, if not all, of that $3 million.  But that is what lottery essentially is, except that giving is optional, cost is a dollar instead of a penny, and not all of the money goes to facilitating the lottery and the prize for the winner.

This post is really disorganized – I’m just jumping from thought to thought.  So I will finish with thought: what would I do if I won the lottery?  Well, if it’s less than $10 million, I wouldn’t quit my job, but I guess we would live in a nicer house.  I would also pay off all mortgages and debts of immediate family members.  I would take more exotic vacations and go out to nice restaurants.  Maybe a new car.  But besides that, I don’t think I would really splurge.  I don’t think I would freely spend money unless I had a sum that was really more than enough to cover every one of my family’s needs and wants.

And that is an example of the worst thing about buying $201 in lottery tickets for the office.  False hopes, as if 201 out of 178 million is really a good chance.  Jackpot was $355 million yesterday and although I haven’t checked, I would be surprised if we won more than $10 from our $201 investment.  Wasted time and energy.  But I guess we can all dream…