Fifteen Minutes of Fame….Featuring My Father
By Molly Brauch
Screaming. Crying. Carrying on. This was the scene last Wednesday when my dad, Seton math teacher Mr. Scott Brauch, won it big on The Price is Right. A commotion fell over Seton, and it was awesome. Back in July, I attended a summer camp at UCLA, and my parents tried to find unique ways to keep themselves busy during the week they got to spend in Los Angeles. One day they went to San Diego to watch the Reds play the Padres. One day they travelled to see the gorgeous trees at Sequoia National Park. And one day they got tickets to be in the audience of the game show The Price is Right. My mom and dad told me that they got to see the show, and that even though they didn’t get called up on stage, they had a fun time. Lies.
Anyone who was in room 233 watching the show on December 4 knew that I was never told of the luck that my dad had on the show. My dad won his first bid, and while he lost his mini-game, he had the highest spin on the wheel during his segment of the show and ended up winning both showcases, his and good ol’ liver-spotty Carl’s, at the end. What are the odds? The one question that continually rings through my mind is this: How can my parents have kept this big win a secret for four months? I wouldn’t have been able to shut up about something so big, and here are my mom and dad, keeping their lips zipped for the longest time. My dad won close to $60,000 worth of prizes from a game show. My dad, who has never cared about material possessions in his life, won a trip to Belize, a trip to Ecuador, two iPads, a desktop computer and printer, a trip to Australia, a BMW scooter, and a new car (which he proceeded to leap onto as gracefully as possible for his age).
However, there are rules regarding the acquisition of prizes won. Winners have to pay hefty taxes, California tax and probably federal tax too, on prizes they claim. To claim everything, we would have had to pay over $4,000 in taxes, which is no small sum. My dad knew he was never going to want to go to Belize or Ecuador anyway, and an itinerary-less trip to Australia was less than grand if acquiring it was going to cost over four grand. The only prizes he really wanted were the iPads and the computer, but those get cashed in to help pay taxes on the rest of the goods. So what is my family getting from this amazing experience? My parents are choosing to keep the car and the scooter, and are going to sell both. The money they receive from the sale of these items will be split five ways – one way for each of their kids and one final way to take us all on a family vacation (and not to Ecuador, Belize, or Australia, in case you were wondering). Even though it would have been nice to travel the world or mess around on a motorbike, in my opinion, my parents handled this situation in the best way possible. At any rate, my dad was really in it for the experience, and needless to say, he got a good one.