Why am I such a sucker for perceived deals. i know all the marketing gimmicks. I understand that perceived urgency creates a false desire for a product. I understand that greater income overwrites the paltry sums given out in a sweepstakes.
And yet, I can’t stop buying McDonald’s with that small hope of winning 10,000. I’m not greedy. I know it’s nearly impossible to win the million bucks. But 10k seems somehow achievable. It’s like the judgment center of my brain switches off. The id takes over (which, consequently, is a great name for a punk nuveau band). I stay up late waiting for that next wootoff gem. I can’t believe my calamitous circumstance when my body’s need for rest has robbed me of a steal. Especially if that includes a 6 pack (or 3) of flexible grilling skewers. Sure they are just glorified quarter inch steel cable, but they were cheap! Or I consume empty calories for the sake of winning some for free.
Where did that winning game token that promised me the adventure of a free beef sandwich go, anyway? Ah yes, in my wallet next to it’s glorious bride who bids me to consume a free mcflurry.
They say it’s not a deal if you don’t need it. I say have your mc cakewich and eat it too! You will have to excuse me, as I am now the instant proud owner of 30 coke points, whatever those are. I must go sell my personal information to obtain it’s high fructosey goodness.
