Awkward... Raffle

"Our last item tonight... Almond moisteriser, Almond lip balm and Almond Dry shampoo!" I stared at the item that the host was holding up while his helper rummaged in the glass bowl filled with paper tickets. Silently I prayed that mine was ellusive. Last thing I wanted was Almond anything, let along Almond lip balm. I cringed at the thought. Please don't call out my ticket, please don't call out my ticket. "Number ninety-one!" I glance down at my ticket and see sixteen stare back. YES! Not my ticket, some other smuck was going to be landed with the bogey prize for a change. "Ninety-one?" I sit back and relax, sipping at my coke. Waiting for the unlucky sod to take the walk of shame to collect it. "Number ninty-one anyone?" George leans over and glances at my ticket. "Well go on then." "Go on what?" "Go and get your prize." "It's not my number." I show it to him. "See, sixteen!" "Mate, you're ticket's upside down." "What?" He spins the ticket round and 91 leers at me. "See, you won!" Damn.