Inner-city karma
This isn't my story, but a friend's tale.

The sister of a friend of mine was recently driving in a large city. Through the bad driving of another, she was forced into a bit of maneuvering that ended up with her rear-ending another car. The car in question happened to be a Mercedes. A brand-new Mercedes, driven by a very rich, very unpleasant man. The young lass in question, is, like many young ladies, not exactly over-burdened with funds at this point in her young life, so her first response was panic. He unpleasantly informed her that he expected her to "pay for every bit of damage" on his shiny penis extension.

So far, gentle reader, not exactly good fortune.

However, the Mercedes driver was so unpleasant that when the police arrived, they basically decided that she was a nice young girl, and the Mercedes driver was a right bastard, and decided that it was a "no-fault" accident and didn't issue her a ticket.

Score one for unexpected good fortune, as a ticket would have meant that she would have been wholly responsible for all damage to his precious Mercedes. With a no-fault judgement, not so much.

But she's still stranded by the side of the road, her sad little car undriveable.

Until, that is, a drinking buddy of hers drives by. This drinking buddy happens to own a car repair service, and happened to be in his tow truck at the time.

Score two for unexpected good fortune, as she gets a free tow to a good mechanic.

Altogether, not a bad ending to a tale.
(herbivorous, Mon 18 Sep 2006, 2:51, Reply)