I Bought the Whole Lottery to Buy More Chocolate Balls Pt. 3

No sure thing, even in the future.

The fat mom came back with another mom who insisted the grand prize was still left.

That was it. I was buying the whole lottery.

Catch up with the story in Part 2 here.

Sitting On a Sure Thing

The snottiest of the snotty sons won 5 kronor and the Dad 2 kronor, but it was all good since they spent 10 kronor.

The odds kept on improving. A girl came by to invest 2 kronor (20 cents) in two tickets.

I contemplated if I should gamble and let her buy them. The chance of her hitting the jackpot was so small that I considered it impossible.

But I did not want to gamble when I was sitting on a sure thing. Besides, she looked kind of lucky.

I bought the whole lottery left, took my cardboard square and started popping. All I needed was 21 kronor and then I was freerolling.

So Many Pops to Go

It started bad with 12 straight strikes. Then I got a 2 kronor win; 19 to go.

Swedish Kronor
Dreams of big score fading fast.

A few pops later I won 5 kronor; 14 to go.

It was kind of boring to pop and open so I popped 10 in a row and opened them fast.

All blanks. But I wasn't worried.

On the second-to-last ticket of the next 10, I opened a 20-kronor win. Cha-Ching!

I had a 2 kronor win right before and all of a sudden I was up 7 kronor. In the green, baby, and so many pops to go.

But I kept on popping. I started to realize that I was not going to make a massive score.

I would for sure win money enough for a few chocolate balls, but the dream of a 70-80 kronor score was not going to happen.

Unless I got real lucky on the final stretch.

Knowing Turned Into Thinking

Treasure at end of rainbow disappearing.

I still had not popped the grand prize of 100 kronor. I looked at the fat mom. She looked back, kind of concerned.

“The grand prize is still left, right?”

“I don't know?”

What? She was 100% sure before. Now, all of a sudden, she didn't know?

“But you said that nobody had won the grand prize.”

“I think so.”

I had asked her 10 times and now her “knowing” had turned in to “thinking.”

I started to get a bad feeling. I counted the tickets left to pop -- 14 -- and looked back at the fat mom. She looked away.

The rest was on some kind of autopilot. I could feel it. I knew it.

It was all going to hell.

No Such Thing as a Sure Thing

The fat mom had started to neglect me. She didn't even look at me, pretending that I didn't exist.

She was selling tickets on a new cardboard lottery. “It's brand new,” she said. “All prizes left."

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Still the biggest loss, percentage-wise.

I opened the last ticket to put an end to the pain.

I had stopped counting but I knew that I had lost around 90 kronor - a staggering amount for a 10 year old.

Even to this day it's the biggest loss of my life, percentage-wise. I wanted to cry but I was all dried up inside.

There are many lessons to be learned from this story and I'm sure that my dad was very pleased with me losing my bollocks gambling.

There's no such thing as a sure thing. And if you ever go to Sweden, you know what treat to try.

Chocolate balls gets very sticky in room temperature. I wanted to grab a fist of them and smear them in the face of that fat mom who was so sure the jackpot was still left.

I looked up, but she was gone.

About Ken Lennaárd:

Sweden's most controversial poker blogger Ken Lennaárd has been around the professional poker circuit for almost 20 years. Among his numerous accomplishments are Swedish Championships both live and online, three WSOP final tables and over $1.5m in live earnings. He's now bringing his singular poker voice to the English world via PokerListings.com. Look for new posts every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

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