If I Were a Rich Man

I've come to realize over the years of my adulthood that unless I win the lottery, I will probably never be rich. And I rarely play the lottery, therefore my chances of hitting a jackpot are slim to none (not that they'd be much better even if I did play the lottery). Most of the time, I'm okay with the idea of a future with not a lot of money. However, there are sometimes when an opportunity arises in life that requires a lot of money to fulfill, and those are the times I envy the mega-rich. For instance, the other day, my mom's friend got in contact with her to ask if any of her kids would be interested in purchasing a season ticket license for the Steelers. Now, if you live in Pittsburgh, or another city where football is popular, you know the difficulty of obtaining a season ticket license. I am on the waiting list for season tickets, but I don't think I'll reach the top for another 40 years, if ever. So, when my mom told me of the offer, I obviously asked for more details. And here they were: the seat license cost over 10 grand, and the actual season tickets were another 1,500 or so. I don't even have 10 grand in the bank, even if I were to have a moment of temporary insanity where I would spend my savings on the Steelers. So, obviously I had to pass up the opportunity, and it was/is quite disappointing. Hopefully in a few days or so, though, with my mind being boggled from the insanity that is LOST, as well as a few other thoughts streaming through my mind, I will get over the disappointment and get back to the status quo.