Getting $10 Trillion

ConnorMcDonalddeliveredfoodashispart-timejob.Oneday,hehadtodeliverfoodtoahotelinfamousforbeingasexhotel.Whentheroomdooropened,hecouldn’tbelievehiseyes.Hisgirlfriendwashalf-naked,cuddlingwitharichkidfromtheirclass.“Well,nowthatyou’vefoundout,Iguessit’stimethatyouknow,”therichkidscoffed.“Yourgirlfriendisdatingmenow.“Connor,giveuponme.You’reanorphanandhavenomoney.Evenifyoudeliverfoodfortherestofyourlife,there’snowayyoucancompetewithhim.Youarenotgoodenoughforme.Let’sbreakup,”hisgirlfriendsaid.Connorwasutterlydumbfounded,wonderingwhyGodwouldinhibitpoorpeoplefrombeinginanormalrelationship.Justashewaswallowinginpain,hisphonesuddenlyrang.Hereceivedaninterestingtextmessage.[Youhavereceived1,000,000,000.00dollarsinyouraccount.]“Whatthehell?”Connorexclaimed.“Whotheheckjusttransferred1billiondollarstome?”