Lottery Ticket Buying Etiquette

A few days ago, I went to a local store to get my lottery tickets, just like so many other, including the guy I pulled into the parking lot with.

For the record, I wasn't at the Wawa on Corlies Ave in Neptune, so I'm pretty sure no winning ticket for me or the other guy. But that didn't make our encounter any less interesting. Here's what happened to me when I got there.

This guy and I pulled into the parking lot at about the same time and we got out of the car at the same time. We also got to the door simultaneously. He grabbed the door and swung it open and gestured to me to go ahead of him.

I obliged but couldn't help thinking that now I was in front of him, and that meant if I stayed in front of him, I'd get his tickets, and then he'd get mine. If I let him go ahead of me at the lottery machine line, the tickets would reverse again. My whole financial future was on the line.

Isn't it hysterical how we really have ourselves convinced we're walking in and buying THE winning ticket? Regardless, I decided to stay where I was in line even though the guy clearly had his "it worked out just the way I planned it" face on. I don't think all my brain power mattered. I'm pretty sure neither of us won. And I'm sure he's as shocked as I am about that.