The House Always Wins

Tim Horton's is a freaking genius!  I don't even like gambling, but every March it becomes part of my daily routine.  At first it all seems so innocent and fun, every coffee is a little game.  Maybe I'll win a car?  Soon I'm making small changes to my travel routes to ensure I end up at a Tim Horton's not Starbucks.  I stop buying Mercury or Darkhorse coffee on the weekend, because there is no chance I could win there.  Then I'm having an extra coffee with a co-worker to up my chances.  Then one day I realize I'm walking down the street shaking while I drink my fourth coffee of the day and have spilled hot coffee all over myself and am late for work because I went out of my way to go to a Timmy's and then waited in line (even though the cafeteria has no line) and then ordered a hot drink instead of a cold so I would get a cup that could potentially win and spilled coffee all over myself because I am trying to drink the coffee as fast as humanly possible so I can roll up the rim!  And then I fucking lost!  And I knew I was going to lose, I always lose.  It says the chances of winning are 1 in 9.  I did some math and in the 8 years I have been religiously rolling up the rim I have probably bought around 592 coffees, of that I have won 3 times!!!  I should have one around 65 times, I have lost 20X more than the statistical average.  Will this knowledge stop me, of course not.  In fact for some reason the more I lose the more I want to play, because of course one of the days I have to win.  It's like I'm a gambler who hasn't seen the sun in days and has been glued to a Hello Kitty slot machine for 13 hours under the blinking fluorescent lights with the constant sound of jackpot wins urging me on despite the fact that I'm down thousands of dollars and am wide eyed on meth trying to stay "alert" and have probably soiled myself because I refuse to leave the slot because I *know* that the next pull is going to be the big win.  Or the one after that.  Or the one after that...