No to gambling, so Micro-job #4 beckoned!
With Ian’s £35 in the bank, it was time to try out gambling. Standing in front of the cigarette kiosk at my local supermarket, I plucked a quid from my pocket whacked it on the counter and asked the woman behind to change my life. She peeled her lips back to smile, revealing a set of nicotine-stained teeth that would have been better placed on a horse. Well, she had certainly changed my life as I now felt revulsion, but given that wasn’t really what I had in mind, muttered about a scratchcard.
For this potentially life changing moment, I thought,
Let’s not be greedy, go for a low top prize, perhaps more chance of winning?
I scratched away with a chance of winning £6k, could this be the end to all the Lotus elise debt? Alas, no….I won …….
>>>>>>>>>> £1 <<<<<<<<<<
Well, with no life changing cash, it was back to the micro-jobs. So, how about a spot of painting:
With that impressive start, it was obviously soon time to have lunch:
And I pressed on… and pressed on….. and then there was some more pressing on. In fact my micro-job turned out to be not so micro as 8hrs later:
Fortunately, Al was kind enough to recognise the non-microness of the job and Micro-job #4 became Micro-job #4 and #5.
With that in the bank and no lottery win, only £2255.81 to go!!!!!!
