Similar to Lt Columbo
At uni everyone was file sharing and in halls you could download off people at about 600kb/s which was cool.
It was more fun though to browse people's shared folders (through network neighbourhood) to see what they didn't mean to share with everyone
( thistle, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 23:00, Reply)

Whoopee!
Similar to purplegod, I found my Myke online and we met up after two years of talking. BAM! We had our one year anniversary in August and I've never met someone like him in my life.

I'd only ever dated once before (it lasted a week- I was 14 and he kept grabbing my bum. Later he turned gay and humped a tree) and was getting to the sad and lonely stage so I felt this was tremendous good fortune. Not only did I gain a best mate but I am now in a serious relationship with the best person on the planet. Not to mention smexiest.

When I first contacted him he thought I was selling pron, so either it's the best good fortune to ever happen to me or I'm a very bad (but dedicated) sales person.
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 22:57, Reply)

My parents,
A fair few years ago, atleast 20, my parents were running into money trouble.

My Dad was working for a small garage making less money then he would on the dole, but he refused to sponge off the government.

However my Dad being the godly nice bloke which he is did some unpaid work for a friend who was in a real gripe, thinking of it being nothing more then an act of selflessness.

Fast forward about a month later and my parents get invited to a social event, they oblige but know they wont be drinking or spending much as they only had a few quid on them and money was needed for more important things.

Once they arrive they start saying hi to people when the guy who my Dad had helped out came over "Here Paul, this is for helping me out a few weeks ago" and my Dad was handed £500, refusing to take it at first the guy insisted and wouldn't take it back.

They proceeded to have a great night out but spent all but £20 of the money on the house/bills and my young older sister, a few weeks later my Dad was also hired by a large insulation company on a wage of about £20,000 a year. For the time this was exceptional and although the site he worked at closed down for budget cuts they were financially secure enough for him to find another job with less hours to see his family more.

I think it's a reoccuring theme with my parents lives, about 3 months ago my Dad found out he was losing the security of his managers job because of a merger with a larger company, although there was rumours of openings available nothing was certain.

This hit my Dad hard, with my Mam being unemployed because of Hypothyroidism and having to leave her teaching job, when an employer who had interviewed my Mam but turned her down for one other candidate phonned up and offered her the job as the guy they offered the job to turned it down.

I think after all that my Dad is going to become a Gentleman of leisure and take up playing Call of Duty 2 full time.
(Vikingheadache, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 22:51, Reply)

There were no more cigarettes in the shop
There was one packet left. Absolutely lovely they were too. That was when I had my first Lucky Strike.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Thu 14 Sep 2006, 22:49, Reply)

Well, I was surprised, anyhow
I went on an date with someone I'd been chatting to on an internet dating thing - and found Mrs. God. We're still happily together after almost 18 months. I don't think I'll ever be luckier than that!

(If you click 'I like this', I might send you a wedding invite!)
(purplegod counting down for Christmas!, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 22:29, Reply)

I was 8..
Aged 8, me and my dad were in a pub and we needed the bathroom at the same point in time.

So we proceeded to the bathroom and to the urinal ignoring the strange man there.

Just as i was beginning to let fly, the strange man spoke to me "Hi" he said.

I looked at my dad, confused. Then back at the strange man "Um... hi?" The man quickly said back "You shouldn't talk to strangers!" This confused me as obviously he was a stranger and he was talking to me..

He continued "But luckily I'm a good stranger! I own a whole string of retaurants and am very rich." He then proceeded to pull out the FATTEST wod of cash you have ever seen, peel off a 20 pound note and hand it to me, then peel off another and hand it to my dad.

"Now you can put that in a bank account and when you're older, you can open your own chain of restaurants" he said. Staring in disbelief at the most money i'd ever had in my life i thanked the strange rich man and promised to take his advice.

I spent it all the next day on sweets.

Ignore all those stories you hear about creepy peados, some random guy gave me 20 quid! Not the luckiest thing that's happened to me but comes close.

Length etc
(Black sky No accidents since, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 22:20, Reply)

5 weeks ago tomorrow
I was on night shifts, but had to get up early so I could let the engineer in to come and fix my brand new unused BOSCH washing machine, which, when delivered, it seemed was borked.

He turned up at 12:30, (the 'arrival window' I'd been given was 12-5pm) leaving me with a decent chance to grab some naps once he'd gone. Bonus. He couldn't fix the washer, but he left at half 1, leaving me to grab a good 5 hour's quality kip and thus survive work that night. Then when I got up at 18:30 to dash to work, the postman had been, and I'd won £50 on the premium bonds!
( Tone Depear fucking rocks, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 22:05, Reply)

Annoyingly lucky.
About 6 or 7 years ago I was looking through a Daewoo showroom to kill some time and entered some competition which i promptly forgot about.
I was reminded when I got a letter saying I had won the oppertunity to buy a brand new Matiz for £5.
It was silver and very nice, but I traded it in a few weeks later for an Astra Sport.

A couple of months ago I inherited a 2 year old, incredibly low mileage Toyota Corrola from an elderly relative, which I sold.

When I go to the local cinema, its an unusual event if I DONT find money in the carpark. The haul ranges from a minimum of £2 to a £20 note once.

When lottery scratchcards first came out, I went through a very lucky phase and profited by about £250 in a few weeks.

I have had plenty more jammy experiences, but always end up skint in the end. Karma?

oh, and I know of a guy who got 5 balls plus the bonus and won 250k on the lottery one week.
He then won the 3 million jackpot 2 weeks later. Bastard.
(dave likes cheese, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 22:01, Reply)

Slip... bounce... ouch...wahey!
Many moons ago while being a potless government leeching student scumabg I was mooching round the Virgin Megastore in Newcastle wondering what to spend my hardly earned dosh on.

I wandered down the stairs to the basement which is where they keep the socially unacceptable music (Rock, metal and classical, any thing that requires the power of independent thought to appreciate bascially) when I slipped, apparently it was a spectacular arse-over-tit cartwheel manoeuvre that planted me flat on my back at the bottom of the stairs.

I was left with a couple of options at that point, lie flat on my back looking like a twat (I rarely need assistance to do that) or find out what the hell I just slipped on, it turned out to be a £20 note, wrapped round a tenner, result! Instant compensation who needs injury-vultures-for-you?

I proceded to stagger off at full limp to spend it in a less blatantly overpriced shop on something which I will probably look at now and go "what the fuck was I on when I bought that hunk of crap??", it was probably shit but still better than the entire output of fifty cent.... grrr .... mumbling fucktard..... ahem, enough my gripes feel free to insert the mandatory cock innuendo at this point
(Cliche Guevara Predicatably revolutionary since, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 21:44, Reply)

lucky him
one day on the way to town i found a few pound coins and a bra.

as i picked up the coins i noticed a poor homeless old man starving
to death and looking like he hadn't had a wash in weeks i
felt so bad for this guy
because he was to old to be on the streets and obviously needed some food
and a drink so i did the right thing.

i gave him the bra.

.
(i eat crayons, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 21:28, Reply)

Not me my brother
Early nineties and my brother does what every Irish man of school leaving age does and buggers of to the building sites in London. Every night on the way home from the pub he used to meet this homless guy, buy him a sandwich and talk to him whilst he waited for the bus. After a couple of weeks he notices said chap not begging but waiting by the bus stop for him. His (what my brother thought imaginary)£4000 cheque had came through and proceeded to take a suit out of his backpack and took my brother on a tour of what can only be described as Londons finest gentlemens clubs. And to top it all off a £100 on the way home for helping out! So folks be nice to beggars the really might be waiting on that cheque to clear.

I know its long but if my luck changes it'll get longer!
(Adaminho, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 21:00, Reply)

I was recently offered a new job which I eventually accepted
I will work the same hours that I work now but my paycheck will triple to 5000 quid a month, all taxes paid. I'll have to relocate with my family but it will be to a nice place so I'll take it as an adventure.

Ironically, money never really mattered to me so they had to do some convincing before I took the bait. I'm taking it primarily because it'll be a fun job, not because of the pay.

Still, having all that money will be fun ..
(spinoza, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 20:58, Reply)

I should think
That many people have found £20. Only I would hand it in. And have done.

As for unexpected good fortune... it happens to me all the time really. Like Mother being told she has cancer, and then being made homeless in the same week, along with having to sell my guitar, PSP and other assorted yet beloved items just to survive. Yeah, I'm well lucky I am.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Thu 14 Sep 2006, 20:41, Reply)

Found £20
on the floor i didnt hand it in or any of that i got quite merrily pissed on alot of strongbow...forgive me it was onli £20 i cudnt afford to attack my liver with anyting better

Peace
(Fluent In Bentish Living in Scatman's World, tis being fun!, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 20:38, Reply)

During last summer...
I found a ten pound note on the floor while working at [undisclosed shitty shop].
Dutiful collegue that i am for this company, i promptly handed it in...

...In exchange for a fan and some drinks.

lenght? girth? well can you tie yours in knots?
( Willwillwritehiswill An arse like a slapped face., Thu 14 Sep 2006, 20:32, Reply)

My parents make me sick
Back in the dark ages, when shillings and what not were still legal tender my parents were poverty stricken students. I dont mean student poor as in "Ive only got enough money for 10 pints instead of 11", but so poor that they lived in a house that was so cold that the mugs used to freeze to the draining board and my mum ended up in hospital with neumonia because they couldnt afford to have the heating on everyday.

One day whilst trudging back along the road to there house in the middle of nowhere they found a wallet with over £200 in. A small fortune, especially to them...... now anyone else would have run around with glee and bought a vast pile of firewood and some decent food. But no, my mum being the most sickeningly "decent" person was worried it was some old dears life savings and took it to the police station. As you can imagine my parents never saw any of the money and carried on living in poverty.

...... fortunately all that need for the sharing of body warmth resulted in a sprog popping out and who is now lambasting them for being so selfless! Oh well, lucky me i guess.

(No questions asked, I would have kept it.)
(serial lurker, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 20:22, Reply)

Double spawn
My old housemate creates an aura of positivity. One time at Sainsbury's, I put the trolley back in the rack next to the car and found two bottles of whisky. I wanted to take them back, but he said "Shut up. Pick up the bottles and get in the car." "No", said I. Someone will miss these. "Get. In. The. Car." So I did. It was only Teachers, but it was also free.

I returned the favour when someone dropped a 50 euro note in a Hotel lobby. If only I could have walked slowly towards the man and told him of his mistake and given him his money back. Then again, the man was being an arrogant cock. We split it in duty free on the way home to Blighty.

All true.
(blairslovechild, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 20:10, Reply)

About two weeks
After i finished at my old job, i received two more payslips from them totalling over £200. That was great.

Also found a fiver on the floor at school yesterday.
(Viscous Fridge Magnet Used To Be A Cha-Cha, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 20:02, Reply)

mate found 10p on the floor
looks me in the eye, and goes 'ha! look, 10p'

i look down on the floor, where he got it and find a £20note. he wasn't best pleased..
(5lab, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:56, Reply)

Money money money
I once found a £20 note poking out of a cash machine. I say found, I had to first deck the old lady who was withdrawing it... I say deck, it was more of a 'beat to a pulp' sort of situation. Mind you, saying that I did have to kill her. Well, mutilate and have sex with.... oh wait, yeah money.

I found £20 once. That's my story.
( McBadger COW, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:46, Reply)

My deaf, dumb and blind brother....
..got a bike for Christmas
(Monkey the Chicken Twitter: death_stairs, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:42, Reply)

Has my luck held out recently?
No.
( PagDrag don't think we're in kansas anymore toto..., Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:37, Reply)

U2
A few years ago, rock giants U2 announced a series of arena concerts. Huge interest, very limited ticket numbers, so we resolved to get to the venue early to make sure we got tickets.

So, naturally, I went out on the piss the night before the box office opened, slept in and arrived ten minutes before the shutters went up, to witness thousands queueing round the back of Earls Court.

"Bugger."

We eventually got to the back of the queue and waited. Inevitably, I decided I needed a piss, and found a convenient doorway to strain my onions. I leant against it to steady myself, and was surprised in my fug to see it swing open, revealing the bowels of the concert hall.

A two minute dash later, Kev and I are in the box office, clutching fourth row tickets to see Big Nose Bongo and the boys and ..err.. the Fatima Mansions. Giggling like kids, we fled into West London clutching our prize.

Getting drunk = spawn. Get drunk often.
( Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:35, Reply)

Vulcan man
Can you send it to me?

EDIT: I'll get it later, gotta go, by good chance Eastenders is just starting
(Lt Columbo, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:28, Reply)

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Just now, I luckily found a firefox plugin that allowed me to block anything Lt Columbo says.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:21, Reply)

My father forgot to logoff

and I happened to find his porn folder. His collection of beastality, chunky butts and asian pictures is much better than mine.
(Lt Columbo, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:14, Reply)

When I were a lad
We were trying to move from London to Devon, and due to slightly dodgy parenting I was taken out of school for a year to help move stuf etc.

One day while the 'rents were househunting I was out walking. I was tired and starving but had very little cash on me.

I spied a rather posh looking inn by the side of the road and decided to see what I could get. I went in and asked at the cash desk what I could get for 80p (or whatever it was). They didn't chuck me out, but told me I could have some chips for that.

Just as I was finishing off hungrily devouring the chips, the waiter came up to me with a great big knickerbocker glory.

"I can't afford that" quoth I, to which the reply was "Oh it's alright sir, the man on that table paid for it for you"he looked around and pointed "Oh, he's gone".

So I got a luvverly knickerbocker glory for free - hurrah!
(teasus likes tea, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:11, Reply)

Doh.
forgot password and by the time i got the reminder i was 3rd!

I went the cashpoint once and someone had left £50 in the machine, i waited around but no-one came back so i invested it in beer and food.

i dont feel guilty as if i had left it then i am sure 99% of people would have done the same!
(HomerJH, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:06, Reply)

Woo, just logged in and second post without trying as well as...
Many years ago I missed the last Metro from Newcastle to South Shields. I started walking the eight miles or so after midnight in the rain as I had no money for a taxi, only a couple of pound left.

I don't think I could have felt any worse, freezing cold and wet, knowing I had a good two hours walk, followed by four hours sleep and work the next day.

I spotted a chap I knew and vaguely couldn't stand as he was pikey, before pikey was invented, sitting in a bus shelter up ahead. I said hello.

"I'm waiting for the last bus to South Shields" he said "fancy a cigarette", suddenly he became my best mate and the world was all rosy again.
(Yellow Car is now red, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 19:04, Reply)

I found

a johnny that hadn't been used once.
(Lt Columbo, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:56, Reply)