"...it was the first time I ever played..." he's telling me of the first time he ever won the lottery.
"....and I'm checking the numbers, and I have the first number, the second number, the third number, and the prize is I don't know, forty million Euros..."
This story is set in Italy, the Italian equivalent of the lotto-6-49 here, only I gather from the numbers he's throwing out and the size of the prize there's more to choose from ....
"...So I call into work, I tell them, I'm sorry, I won the lottery, I won't be coming into work tomorrow, I think, you know, that I have half the numbers, I won half the prize, I'm worth twenty million Euros...."
Now I'm laughing. He's not pulling my leg, he's not making this up, if anyone would make this mistake it would have to be him....
"...Then I call my father, and I tell him, I think I won the lottery, and he leaves work to come home right away to check my ticket, he's driving 200 KM an hour, and when he gets home and sees my ticket he tells me I'm a fucking idiot.....But I didn't know, I never play before, and now I have to call my job and tell them I was joking....I won, but only like 20 Euros...."
Now he's an addicted gambler, never passing by a casino or VLT, and homes he's online playing poker.