Light ‘n Fit Gambling Addiction

I have a Light n’ Fit yogurt gambling addiction. Let me explain.

On my last trip to the grocery store, they were out of the generic store brand of yogurt, so I picked up several cups of Dannon Light ‘n Fit yogurt instead. When you peel back the foil top of the yogurt, there is a prize code printed on the bottom. You have to enter it into a form on their website to see if you have won a prize.

I wish I had the strength to throw out this game piece which I know in my heart is just going to let me down, but I can’t help wondering “What if this is the winning code?” I don’t want to be one of those dopes who throws out a winning lottery ticket or didn’t send back their winning Publisher’s Clearing House prize. Ed McMahon could be coming to my door! My door! Right after the Superbowl. And he’ll bring balloons!

So everyday I go to the Dannon website, enter my code, my name, my e-mail address and uncheck that box that says “I would like to receive offers in the mail” and everyday I am not a winner. I can’t help but feel let down. I’ve entered 5 times now and you mean I still haven’t won the trip to New York? Bastards.

The sad thing is, I know I’m going to continue doing this as long as I keep eating this brand of yogurt, which is every damn day. (I like yogurt, okay?) And since I discovered Light ‘n Fit actually has less calories per ounce than the generic brand, I’m going to switch to it permanently. The worst news? The contest doesn’t end until April 15, so I can look forward to three more months of entering in my code and being told I’m a loser. L-O-S-E-R. I’m sure one of those times I’m going to forget to uncheck the mailing list box and I’ll start getting yogurt spam too.

I’m like one of those ladies in Vegas who can’t pull themselves away from the slot machine because they’re afraid the next pull of the handle is going to win the jackpot. At least they get free drinks. I’ve got to pay for the yogurt. This is worse than my old McDonalds Monopoly game addiction.

I kid about having a gambling addiction, but I can’t help but wonder how someone with a genuine gambling addiction would handle this. I can just see them ripping the lids off of a dozen yogurts at a time, entering each code diligently into the web form and then being forced to eat a lot of dairy every day.