I remember a hidden camera reality show from years back where they glued a quarter to the sidewalk and waited for people try and pick it up. This is an old gag. My grandfather once showed me a nickel that had a nail soldered to it where you'd hammer it into a floor or something. Then along comes somebody who sees the coin and... ha ha ha... they can't pick it up.
But back to the quarter glued to the sidewalk.
Person after person would try to grab it to no avail. They'd pick at it... they'd kick it... they'd get frustrated and walk away.
What the people running the show didn't count on was a guy walking by with a tool belt. After he couldn't pick up the quarter he whipped out a screwdriver and popped the sucker right off. He won a game that he didn't even know he was playing. And got a bigger laugh than the people who gave up.
My life has very much felt like it's a quarter glued to the sidewalk lately, and I have no screwdriver.
And by "screwdriver," I actually mean "ten million dollars."
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Right there with ya, Dave.
I’ve heard that “money doesn’t solve your problems” and in my head I’m like “the fuck it wouldn’t!” Right now I can honestly say that money would 100% solve ALL my problems!