They're ba--ack!

[mandragora]

Yes, I'm back to being a winner. Alas, my previous lottery winnings (hey, at their height I was 'winning' a few million dollars a week) tailed off and then stopped.

But today, yes, on frabjous joy, another 'winning lottery' notification. And this time, it's a UK company providing the prize (all the others for some reason were based in the Netherlands). So, could this mean it's *gasp* genuine?

What's this, gosh they're based in Chesterfield. What are the odds, that they'd be based in a small Peak District town located just a few miles away from where I grew up. Where my father was a director of the town's main (pretty much the only) employer? Why, they must be astronomical!

*snort*

They've even included an address, that just wrong, wrong, wrong. It includes the classic moniker 'Central Chesterfield'. Trust me, Chesterfield's not big enough to need to be differentiated by its geography. As for the postcode... hmm, looks like Chesterfield has somehow migrated to South-west London - the postcode is stated to be SW3 8AB. As any Londoner will know.

As for the 'service manager with whom I need to correspond in order to collect my 'winnings', well he rejoices in the name of 'John Smith'. On come on! It's not that it's not a genuine name, but oh so very, very common. Yeah, like he's real.

Mind you, I might have had greater confidence if 'winings' had been spelt properly in the title of the 'wining' email... *g*

Comments

[keletkezes.livejournal.com]

I suggest somewhere like the Outer Hebrides - it's cold enough to keep your vodka at the right temperature all year round if you bury it.

[mandragora1.livejournal.com]

Okay, but we're going to need a kick-arse heating system, to make sure that the cabana boys don't get cold.

Well, they're not going to be wearing any clothes you know...