I’m starting to get a bit miffed by Premium Bonds. Something’s not quite right.
The wife and I bought an equal number of bonds a while ago. ERNIE, the electronic thingy that chooses the winning numbers, supposedly operates on the basis of purely random selection, meaning that each bond has a separate and equal chance of winning.
That being the case, perhaps NS&I could explain why in the last four months the wife has netted a not to be sneezed at £725 in winnings, whereas I’ve had to settle for a nice round sum; the thin end of the square root of fuck all to be precise.
As if the unfairness wasn’t bad enough in itself, I’ve also got to tolerate the wife’s barely contained glee as she tells me that I should be happy for her.
Of course I might win a grand next month or the month after. But until that happens, I’ll go with the notion that my head says it’s kosher, but my heart says it’s somehow a fix, and that some numbers have more chance than others for some reason.
Come on ERNIE you electronic cockhead; where the fuck’s my share?
Bah humbug. Life’s just so unfair sometimes.
Nominated by: Ron Knee
(There will be calls that PBs are racist and homophobic etc. Day Admin)



