The Winning Ticket Sting

FcHe scanned a customer's lottery ticket, saw it had won a million dollars, and said, "Sorry, man. Not a winner." The guy just shrugs, says, "Story of my life." And walks out. The second the door closes, the cashier is elbow deep in the trash can, fishing the ticket back out and tucking it into his wallet like it's been his all along. By midnight, he's already bought a boat, a mansion, and a whole new set of friends, at least in his head. So the next morning he drives 2 hours to the lottery office, slides the ticket under the glass, and the lady at the counter smiles and says, "Wow, congratulations. Just wait right here." So he waits. 5 minutes go by, then 10, until finally a door opens behind him. In walks the guy from the store, except now he's wearing a suit with a badge on his belt, followed by two police officers. You see, in real life, lotteryies noticed that store clerks were winning way more often than everyone else, which is statistically a little suspicious. So they started printing winning tickets as bait and sending undercover agents into stores pretending to be regular customers.