I worked for a company with about 500 women and 6 guys (I swear -it was an insurance company). On a weird streak, I won the office raffle about four times in a row -gift certificates for a store called “Clay Basket.”

Clay Basket had nothing but those distressed gardening decorations with cutesy little slogans and characters in faded paint. I’ve never been in a store where I wanted absolutely nothing they had to offer, and they stubbornly refused to exchange the certificate for cash.

And as I mentioned, over the course of the following month I won three more of them.

-At that point, all I really wanted was gasoline and some matches.