Well, whoever ‘they‘ is; they say a million dollars isn’t much scratch these days. Why don’t ‘they‘ go ahead and give it to me and let me judge if I still think it’s a big deal or not. I’m pretty sure I could have a lot of fun with one million unemcumbered, uncommitted dollars, how about you?
What if I told you I have one million dollars just sitting there; can’t be taxed and not pledged to a single thing? Pretty sweet, huh?
I can collect anytime….with a caveat….
Well, there is a little bump in the road and a clause in this contract I entered into that says I have to die first before anything is paid. This seems pretty harsh, but there has to be a way around this, right? I mean, it is there for the taking I just have to figure out a plan B around that whole death thing…….hmmm….
You could disappear at sea
That might be the best choice since it would be much easier to explain the absence of a body. Maybe just go out on a sail boat and abandon it offshore, bringing a raft along to get me back to shore and then hitchhike to Malad City, Idaho or somewhere far away where my accent will just blend right in.
I could act like I’m in the witness protection program and everybody would be ok with the sketchy recollection of my past. Plus, they would all be a little afraid of me so I’m sure they would keep their distance. I don’t think they would be able to find my picture or presence anywhere on the internet either.
I wonder if there is a statute of limitations on death and I could just show back up after 7 years to see if any of that money is left. I could claim hitting my head when I fell off the sailboat and say I washed ashore somewhere but don’t remember exactly where because of the amnesia.
You would have to be less than zero
Because there could be no trace of me, I would have to lay lower than dinosaur footprints; lower than Jesse Jackson’s credibility; lower than Monica Lewinski’s kneecaps. You get the gist, I would have to really lay low.
That shouldn’t be too hard to do; it’s not like social energizes me or anything. I might not be quite as flamboyant as fellow Lakelander Gene Holloway who tried the same stunt, but it might be hard for me to go totally underground. Maybe I could bring back the Invisible blogger, huh?
Would the money still be there when you got back?
Hell naw; I won’t name any names, but somebody else in my immediate family would be dancing the jig if they got their hands on a million bucks. Billy who?
Oh well, if at least one of is happy, right?
What if you had one million bucks?
Have you ever played the ‘what if’ game like you won the lottery and had more money than you knew what to do with? It would be kind of cool don’t you think to take care of your immediate family; maybe help them get out of debt, let them go back to school, etc.
Do you think too much money would change who you are? Regardless, would you like to give it a try?
True story; I know of an older couple in town who won the lottery and just took off. They didn’t tell their children, grandchild or any close friends where they were going; just hauled ass so nobody could get at them. Maybe that is best at least initially because we all know people will come out of the woodwork with a hand out. I’m too much of a softy, I would end up giving it all away.
Look what I found
If you found a bag full of money laying on the side of the road with no way to identify the owner, would you turn it in? Depends on how much, right?….:). Interesting dilemma….
People do crazy things when tempted with money. Being in the insurance business, I have seen my fair share of employee dishonesty claims because the bookkeeper who was like ‘family,’ ended up stealing from the business.
They also say money can’t buy happiness, but you sure can do some fun things with it, huh? At the end of the day, how much is enough; where is your ‘satisfied’ meter?
I think our boy Pink Floyd sums it up pretty well.
Oh yeah, that.is.all.