A converstion between two men in a café after hearing the news report that an unidentified very rich Italian “ex-premier” who had been in politics for the past 23 years had just won the Irish sweepstake.
“You can say what you want…it’s not a drop in the sea, it’s a whole bloody flood in the sea!” Marco wailed.
“Oh you do so exaggerate…I mean, ok so he hit the jackpot and won a million dollars…so what’s the biggy?” replied Maurizio.
“Good grief…he already is a blasted millionaire, I mean what is it with fate? Can’t she see that that is just so unfair, I mean where’s the justice in this?”
“Don’t they say that Justice is blind…luck is too if I remember.”
“Come on, you’re really over-reacting, I mean it has really nothing to do with you. It certainly isn’t going to change your life!”
“Oh yes it is, I’d already bought a Ferrari convertable, the house of my dreams and had planned to take a trip around the world!”
“Well, in my imagination, but still…I could just feel that car as it went speeding down the road, my hair blown back in the wind…”
“Well, just as well you aren’t racing down the road, with your luck the Carabinieri would probably have given you a ticket.”
“Yeh, thanks, rub the salt in! Why did he even bother to buy a sweepstake’s ticket..he’s a fracking millionaire!”
“Guess that’s why he is a millionaire, never let’s an opportunity pass.”
“I wonder who he bribed?”