So the holders of the winning Mega Millions ticket bought at a Baltimore County 7-Eleven have come forward, anonymously, to claim their share of the prize. Good move — you don’t want a lifetime of old acquaintances and strangers coming out of the woodwork to ask for money; you want to know who your real friends are; you don’t want to be overwhelmed by your enormous and sudden wealth. I totally respect that.
But, okay, seriously, what about Mirlande Wilson? What will happen to the woman everyone’s been talking about, the woman who has become so famous for maybe winning the lottery that just today I read an opinion piece on Mitt Romney which used Wilson as the central metaphor.
The Baltimore Sun reports that the winning ticket belongs to two teachers and a school administrator: a woman in her 20s, a man in his 40s, and a woman in her 50s. They pooled their money and bought 60 tickets, each spending $20 at three Maryland locations. They will keep their jobs and plan to travel and pay bills with the winnings. They will remain anonymous.
No word from Mirlande Wilson.
Fine, I’m over it. It’s not Wilson. And I understand you can’t release the identities of the winners. Just give me their phone numbers and first names. I’m pretty good with cold calls.
