Did I just sell my soul?!

So I grabbed a small breakfast on the way to work today and had a chuckle at the total. NBD. It happens.

At lunchtime today though, I nipped over to the record store to grab a couple LPs (score for The VVitch and a Carpenter Brut record if y'all curious). Anyways... The total was pretty funny again.

I figured it'd be funny to buy a lotto ticket due to this. Even funnier if I got three people to chip in $6 each. I found the perfect place to get one!

Now I never play the lotto. I have no idea how to get an $18 dollar ticket. I walked up to the clerk and said "can I get a $18 lotto ticket for tonight?"
He looked at me like I had two heads.
Outta nowhere a old feller with a long white goatee and sporting dark sunglasses at night, appeared and explained to the clerk exactly what I was looking for. I got my ticket and before leaving he came up to me and said in a voice not unlike Tom Waits "now just remember the old guy in (my neighborhood) when you win tonight" and flashed a crooked smile.

Guys, did I just sell my soul?!

Figured spinning this tonight was appropriate.