As he approached the cash register, he noticed the advertisement for the Mega Millions. It had grown substantially since his last visit. Josh never played the lottery. He knew it was for suckers. Besides, he had more important things to spend money on: beer, beef jerky, and potato chips. The man in front of Josh paid for his wine and exited the store. Josh didn't move, instead he stared dumbly at the jackpot advertisement. The old woman behind Josh gave him an impatient nudge. "Sorry," Josh said and stepped forward. "I must have been daydreaming." "About winning?" The old woman sighed. "It'd be nice." "Huh?" Josh had no idea what she was talking about. "The jackpot, of course." "Oh, yeah, right," Josh said. Actually, he hadn't been thinking about the jackpot at all. Instead, he was considering how many beers he'd be able to drink before Shelly would cuss him out, but since he didn't want to appear to be an idiot, he said to the cashier, "Hey Kelly, how much is that up to now?" Kelly scanned the adult magazine on the conveyor belt and put it a paper bag along with Josh's snacks.
