cash machine
similar to mr paulo's story except i took the cash out of the machine, but missed my pocket when i went to put it in. skated off to the shop i was going to, got there, was about to pay when i realised i'd not got my cash. blind panic ensues (i was about 14/15 and wouldn't have any more money for a whole week, a long time at that age) so i skate back to the machine, and there lying on the floor is my tenner.
who says all scousers are theiving bastards?
(cs192 is sucking on a Koala at, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 14:50, Reply)

All you £20 thieving pikeys out there...
are only doing the same thing I would have done - until the day I twattishly took my cash card out of the machine and wandered off leaving my 20 quid impotent (flacidly hanging out of the slot).

After queuing to buy a nice shirt I realised my error and returned to the bank in question, and risked it that someone had handed it in. To my surprise (and luck obviously) it had and after checking I had actually used my card to take 20 quid out from the computer they handed it over!

I tried to look like it wasnt the value that counted and demanded my benefactors details to say thankyou, but really it was nearly my last 20 and I really liked the shirt.
(mrpaulo shaving the world, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 14:41, Reply)

Finding Porn
Even before the hazy days of ritual masturbation this is a treat.

I remember finding some very hardcore European porn on a hike with the Scouts once. Needless to say we were about an hour late as we all formed a circle around the porn and peered at it for quite some time.

We weren't fussy kids, a knackered copy of the sport would have made our day.
(PieEater, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 14:38, Reply)

Unexpected REALLY good fortune..
As an innocent child just into double digits, I happened to be in the main post office when I found a wad of money folded up and held together with a money clip. Stupidly, my innocence got the better of me and I tapped the nearest guy on the shoulder and asked if he'd dropped it.... he had a leather jacket on which I clearly must have thought was a sign of riches.

I don't think I even noticed the pound signs in his eyes as he said yes, but to be fair he did give me a reward. Yes.. a whole POUND! Woo.

Even more stupidity ensued as I then spilt this with my friend.

Potential hundreds to 50p in less than a minute.
(TornadoDivine, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 14:30, Reply)

I should be so lucky, lucky ,lucky, lucky
i got a letter though the door saying i had won one millon pounds and to claim i would have to ring a number up so i did.My suprise when the phone bill arrived and i was billed the hefty sum of four hundred and twenty pounds and thirty two pence. I have waited six months for that millon pounds im sure it will arrive soon the robot on the telephone told me so.
(branflakes, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 14:21, Reply)

Shinobi
Mine prolly is the best story ever. im sure of this. anyhoo... i was playing shinobi on my master system, aged 10 or something, and i was slamming all the buttons being a weird agressive nipper. up comes level select.

i found a cheat by accident. old skool.

also sent it in to a magazine and won a fiver.
the greatest day of my life. natch
(chimpo2k, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 14:20, Reply)

I used to live in a boring suburb of Birmingham...
...until I moved to Australia with my Aussie GF. I now live in Sydney, right next to Maroubra beach. Life is sweet. We just bought the most comfortable couch ever, and I have a cute white puddy-cat again. Love teh fluffs.
(AdamJ Just another pom, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 14:11, Reply)

Here's luck for you
6,8,15,27,33,34

The numbers for the lotto on 16/Sep/2006.

I'd tell you the numbers for Friday's but I want the money for myself.
( Sn0tters 🇯🇴🇧🇧🇮🇪, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 14:00, Reply)

My girlfriend
Whils't doing her research for a disertation was studying museums and ended up walking round the tower of london, and a couple of other places in the centre of London. part way round one there was a competition to win a pirate treasure, which she filled in and forgot all about. Several months later, she gets a phone call saying she had the choice of a pile of gold coins, or their equivalent in the form of a Cheque. when the cheque turned up it was for £10,000
(ceebs, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 13:58, Reply)

Painter
Started reading a new magazine and sent in a cheeky letter about its contents. I got star letter on its very first letters page a few months later and won a copy of Painter. Yay!
( Staticgirl, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 13:45, Reply)

Woo!
After a spectacular cock-up my company had overpaid me for some time which resulted in me having to pay them back, rinsing my savings and my Christmas present fund.

During the next resentment-filled shift in work, I discovered there was an incentive running. A few sales and scratchcards later, I win a £60! Woo! That afternoon I won several more scratchcards and one offered me a choice- Nintendo DS or £100. Being the sensible sort I chose the DS. I won a couple more tenners and lo and behold another DS/hundred quid option!

My Christmas fund is now plentiful and I have a DS to use when work is boring the arse off me!
(Bunnygirl, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 13:27, Reply)

Fortunate? Perhaps
A few stories:

1. got numbersixvalverde for the grand national sweepstake at work, decided to throw a tenner on it down at ladbrokes (other bookmakers are available) won 170 quid. Nice one!

2. Just got my holiday form authorized even though I have no days holiday left this year!

3. My brother found a phone last weekend, brand spanking new sony ericsson with 3.2megapix camera on it. phoned the guy up who lost it by looking thru phone book, he collected it and gave him 50 quid for not selling it on ebay for miles more cash.

4. fortunately havent caught any STDs yet, although my like as a laid back student has put me in a vunerable position.

oh and I have never broken a bone, despite some horrific drinking/biking/falling over/playing football incidents.
(stevio is on the prowl for a girlfriend!, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 13:18, Reply)

Dull to you perhaps
About 15 years ago I met a girl and we got close, but not that close.

I got married, she got together with a dickhead.

My marriage is a mess when out of the blue, the dickhead bails out.

Long legal process, much house selling / buying and we're together now.

Deepest joy
(Danny Fishcharge Half arsed, smart arsed, on & off a lard arse sinc, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 13:07, Reply)

Pickupa pickupa Pony
When I was about 9 my mates and I found a £50 note in a car park.

Being sensible we spent the whole lot on sweets and toys - much to my mums disgust and she proceeded to clout the shite out of me.

Never even occured that a jobless, single mum would need £50 (this was 1983 so it was a SHIT load of cash)
( Capt. Tastic, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 12:58, Reply)

Back in 97 when I was still a student living in a manky bedsit.
Went to the pub one Friday evening... had a few drinks (for courage!) and split up with the girl I was seeing.
She didn't take it well and I walked all the way home feeling like a complete and total bastard.

Got home to find an ex girlfriend waiting for me (news travels fast!) who proceed to bonk my brains out all night long and then left about 7am...

7:02am there is a knock at the door... It's the girl I had split up with the night before (christ! they must have passed each other in the hallway!) Who announces that she still wants to be friends and there is no reason why she can't...well... bonk my already addled brains out all morning in some of the most kinky and dirty sex I've ever had. She wouldn't take no for an answer too (I tried to resist... honest!)

I'm sure I'm going to hell for that night's work... and for the on/off no strings attached bonking we had for the next five years!
( Beastie is doing science with his arse, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 12:54, Reply)

We got burgled! Woo!
In 1999, as an amateur photographer with no budget, I had a fairly huge collection of very knackered, but good quality second hand gear, that I'd paid next to nothing for.

We'd just moved to one of the less salubrious parts of Swansea, and so we'd decided we really should sort out our insurance. We decided that a 'new for old' policy would be a good idea.

Anyway. Four weeks after moving, and sorting out insurance for the first time, someone kicked our door in, and stole my camera gear.

The insurance lady was round the next day, and helped me fill in the appropriate forms.

Bearing in mind that I'd paid a total of about *200 for four complete 35mm setups, I was nicely impressed when the cheque for *4500 dropped through the letterbox three days later, to replace my (good but) old gear with fancy new stuff.

Thanks burglars. If you'd like to do it again, there's a tenner in it for you.
(ReAndyMator has been very bored since July, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 12:47, Reply)

Was invited down Riley's one night
Had a pisser of a week in work; the boss at the time was on my case for practically anything (including doing my job right), so me mate invites me for a game of snooker.

First game, I missed nearly everything and lose to something like 63-3. Right....time for a bottle of Bud.

Dunno what was in this Bud, but I won quite easily the next two games. Then I tried a quid in a fruit machine and dropped £250. Then we found out that John Virgo was playing a charity match there about 20 minutes later, and got to watch him play in a small exhibition room with about 20 others.

Damn good night, all thanks to Bud!!!!! *


*still pastes of piss though
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 12:11, Reply)

Out they pop
A few weeks ago I was on holiday. Floating around the lazy river at the waterpark near where I was staying I looked up at just the right time to see a total hottie of an eastern european lady have her tiny bikini top washed away as she cruised under one of the many waterfalls. She didn't notice for a good 20 seconds or so. That was lucky. Not as lucky as the fact that her massive blonde haired, blue eyed monster of a boyfriend didn't scope me out looking at her though - that might have been bad.
( jon_tanner, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 11:56, Reply)

back in my younger days...
i won a keychain with a playstation magazine, a quite rare one. however, i never got my keychain. so about a year later i send them an email, asking where my prize is, and they reply by telling me that the staff had changed and they no longer had my prize. they let me choose a game instead. but when i recieved the game, it appeared to be without decent box or booklet.
and it was shit, too.
nope, never had any decent luck i'm afraid. but i'm a very happy camper!
( Mr. Johnson, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 11:37, Reply)

I got my self a icon
and all the ladies loved me and all the men wanted to be me, and my hummus did runeth over, I only got one so DTH could make me a little flag for it. Best thing I ever did.
( Vultan the real one I threw my little yellow shoe, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 11:31, Reply)

On second thoughts ...
I was born a white, English-speaking male with no genetic disabilites (yet). I wasn't molested as a child, wasn't bullied and have never had a serious accident.

Mustn't grumble.
(frankspencer, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 11:29, Reply)

euro luck
during the 2004 uefa football tournement i was lucky enough to get greece in the office sweepstake. get in.

got shitty in england in the one for the world cup so not everythings going my way.
(e p f, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 11:27, Reply)

Fortune? No.
I've never had a second of good fortune in my miserable life.
(frankspencer, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 11:18, Reply)

It only took two bloody years...
I play Badminton regularly with a couple of guys who are quite a bit better than me. Regularly get beaten with only half their score etc. In two years I had never won a single game. Including earlier this week.

Anyway, last night we played again and for the first time ever I beat them both, consecutively.

That felt good but was rather unexpected.
(mehmeh 0% witty, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 11:07, Reply)

Not me but my brother
Most of my brother's (and mine for that matter) "holidays" from uni were spent grafting our arses off at a local Asda warehouse. Shit job but great pay, especially triple-time on bank holidays.
Anyway, one lunchtime he was flicking through the shit-but-obligatory company newsletter. On the back is a competition to win a trip to Australia to see the British Lions tour. With nothing better to do he sends off the (very easy) answer to the question in an email and promptly forgets all about it.
You can obviously tell where this is going, so suffice to say he got 2 tickets to Australia, tickets to the final Test, an invite to the end of tour dinner with the entire squad and $1000 spending money. And he didn't even ask me or my Dad if we wanted to go, he took his mate who doesn't even like rugby! Bastard.
( Fergburger, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 11:04, Reply)

I'm not sure about luck
but the tax office keeps paying me about £2000 every November, for no discernable reason, I don't qualify for any tax rebate or anything like that.. so it confuses me when every year, around November 16th, they give me £2000... for the last 4 years.

I'm still waiting for the fallout... but I've started to rely on it for christmas presents.
(NoMoreFaith can believe its not bloody butter, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 10:59, Reply)

Not me but my grandad
In 1942 my grandad was sitting on a train in India heading east to fight the Japanese in the jungles of Burma. His life expectancy wasn't very long.

Then an officer walked past him and said 'Chopper, I'm setting up a mountain warfare school and we need people like you. Get off this train at the next stop, and come and work for me'.

My grandad had gone to boarding school in Swtzerland and not being very academic had spent most of his time skiing and climbing mountains. He had just bumped into one of his old school chums.

So he spent the rest of the war teaching special forces how not to fall off mountains and skis. And is still alive today at a very grand old age.
(woodchopper likes chopping wood, Fri 15 Sep 2006, 10:04, Reply)