Me, waking up on a Saturday morning to this email. Heart racing.... I need to sign in to my account... stay calm...
“I’ve won, haven’t I? It’s so much money they can’t even tell me in the email in case I can’t cope. I’ll quit my job. I’ll donate to charity. I’ll buy just one small island for holidays, not an ostentatious one, just a small island. And one of those yachts with the helipads...”
“I don’t think I’ll do the photo shoot with the comedy-sized giant cheque... I’m sure you get a choice...”
*logs in*
Forgot my password. Reset password.
Hands shaking.
Forgot my password. Reset password.
Hands shaking.
Oh. OH. I’m still happy. Honest. They could’ve probably put that in the email. But. Ok. Good. As you all were. It’ll buy me a coffee. Just.