Most people would be happy to win $100,000 once. LuAnn Chico apparently decided once wasn’t enough.

WINSTON-SALEM, N.C. — There are people who spend years buying lottery tickets and never win anything more exciting than five bucks and the vague feeling that maybe next week will be different.

Then there’s LuAnn Chico.

Most people imagine winning the lottery as permission to finally become the ridiculous person they’ve always secretly wanted to be.

Buy the Lamborghini. Buy the yacht. Buy another Lamborghini because the first Lamborghini is the wrong shade of blue. Develop strong opinions about private jets. Start referring to ordinary supermarkets as “the shops we used to go to.”

There is a very specific kind of chaos that happens when a shop is closing.

Lights feel harsher. Staff start moving with purpose. The automatic doors somehow judge you. Everyone knows the social contract: buy your stuff, stop wandering around, and get out.

But one Michigan man had one more thing to do.

Some people find a winning lottery ticket on the floor and immediately start negotiating with their conscience.

This guy did not.

A man from South Carolina found a lost Pick 3 lottery ticket worth $500 at a Murphy gas station in Myrtle Beach. He could have quietly pocketed it, convinced himself the universe had selected him, and walked away feeling very clever for about six minutes.

Instead, he did the decent thing.

Some people start the week by checking emails.

Some people start it by pretending they are going to become more organised.

And one person in Cleveland apparently started it by becoming a millionaire for life.

Not bad.

Two factory workers in Canada just won $80.4 million, which is the sort of sentence that makes every normal person briefly stare at their own payslip and reconsider all life choices.

Greg S. and Krys P., two long-time friends from London, Ontario, have officially claimed the largest lottery payout in Canadian history after splitting a Lotto Max prize worth $80,403,285.40.

For ten years, a retired farmer in North Carolina did the same unremarkable thing over and over again: he bought a Powerball ticket for every drawing.

Not sometimes. Not when he felt lucky. Every drawing.