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Posted: 01-12-2001 23:13 Post subject: Luck and Serendipity

My work mate must be a unlucky traveller. I have worked with him for 6 years and in that time he has only been a way on holiday twice.
The first time him and his family went to a holiday park for a few days first time he had every taking his daughters away so they were all looking forward to it. The day before he went he said that he felt as though he was coming down with something.
When he returned he said it was a misserable holiday as all the family came down with flu and they had to get the doctor for his youngest. Anyway they had not been away since so they arranged to go and see some relatives this weekend. They were all looking forward to it, BUT on thursday he was wiring in some lights when he fell of the ladder and has broken awrist and chipped a bone in his elbow.

Posted: 03-12-2001 00:13 Post subject:

On a similar theme, my husband's friend lives in Malaysia with his family, but when he comes to the UK on leave, the weather is ALWAYS crappy.

And my dad used to work with a man who always went on holiday in the UK, but whenever he went (at varying times of the year), he always had good weather.

Carole

Posted: 04-12-2001 15:13 Post subject: Well Timed Luck

Here's a quick story for you:

Friday nite, 30 November 2001, I was walking home and was worrying about money, and that fact that it was a week to payday, and I was flat broke.

As I walked feeling very sorry for myself, I happened to kick, what I thought was a large clump of soil from the adjacent roadworks. It turned out to be a leather camera case, that someone had been using as a purse.

My initial reaction was 'Woohoo!! Money problem solved!!', but after a few seconds, and a quick glance through one of the pockets, I realised that half of someones life was in it, there were countless bank cards, student cards, railcards, keys, photos. I couldn't keep it as someone would seriously miss all the stuff in it.

I decided that I'd hand it in to the police station on my way home, so I stuffed it in my jacket and carried on. About 10 minutes later I saw a couple of girls ahead of me, one seemed to be encouraging the other to do something. As I approached, one of them asked if I seen a purse. I produced the one from my jacket, and handed it to her. She was so relieved that she couldn't stop thanking me for being so honest. As we were about to part company she handed me a £10er. I said I couldn't take it due to the fact that I'd only given her back what was hers, but she insisted, and after a while I relented and took the money.

Now this may seem like a useless story, but my point is, that at the exact moment I was complaining to myself about money, it arrived. It couldn't have been more welcome.

Has this happened to anyone else? Have you been depserate for something, or needed help, and a coincidence occurs that drops exactly what you need straight in your lap?

Posted: 05-12-2001 10:32 Post subject:

If that happened to me I'd now be a rich man...

Az

Posted: 05-12-2001 20:04 Post subject: Re: Well Timed Luck

Posted: 05-12-2001 20:11 Post subject:

No, but I have experienced the "Oh! It just can't get any worse.." and then it does phenomenon.

Posted: 05-12-2001 23:15 Post subject:

Posted: 05-12-2001 23:35 Post subject:

I usually think, 'ah, it can't get any better than this! (hint hint)' at which point the universe goes 'you got it there, boyo, cop a load of this!' WALLOP! Sad

It apparently only works in one direction.

Posted: 06-12-2001 01:51 Post subject:

That's the Second law of thermodynamics for you!

The lucky sods are the odd molecules who happen to be going against the flow.

Posted: 08-12-2001 14:07 Post subject:

This has happened to me and to people I know.

My sister once broke the glass in her precious watch, a wedding gift from her husband, and the jeweller said it'd cost a mint to fix so she sadly put it away. I didn't know this and picked up in the street a watch glass which I then pulled out of my pocket when looking for my keys. Of course Sis mentioned her broken watch and fetched it and...... yes, it fit perfectly and with a dab of superglue it serves well to this day.

When I was at school we had a fearsome sewing teacher who liked nothing better than to humiliate poor performers. We had to make some garment and I found to my horror that I hadn't enough fabric left for all the pieces I needed to cut out. By a curious coincidence another girl, Pat, had not only bought identical fabric and pattern to mine, she'd cut mistakenly cut out an extra piece, which was exactly the one I wanted! Which stroke of luck saved me from the usual public bawling-out.

Posted: 11-12-2001 00:27 Post subject:

I find that bad luck generally comes to me at a time when it's the last thing I'm expecting.Or to clarify,I worry about something which I think is likely to go wrong in a particular manner,only to find that some other aspect of the situation goes pear-shaped and the goalposts are moving in a different direction to that which I'd anticipated.Now that's a strangely mixed metaphor... Smile

Posted: 11-12-2001 03:09 Post subject:

why cant that sort of thing happen to me only with nice naked lady? hmmmmmm naked lady

im always walking around thinking of naked women but lol i only rarely see one lol

cas

Posted: 28-12-2001 17:24 Post subject:

Posted: 28-12-2001 23:13 Post subject:

When we were still working, every time we went on holiday, Sue my wife would get sick. Now we are out of the rat race we can go on holiday with no sickness problems.

We've come to the rather un-scientific conclusion that while she was working, she had no time to be sick & it was only while she took a break that any illness had a chance to take hold!!!!!

Posted: 31-12-2001 14:44 Post subject: Bad Holidays

A friend of mine decided that Ibiza was a good idea, first time he went there after three days and he and his mate had their villa robbed of EVERYTHING (money/clothes/credit cards/plane tickets etc) Had no money in the bank and had to go home as they had nothing. Spent a day walking back to Ibiza airport along a dusty track (no water/food etc) and then another day in the airport.

Decided to try again the following year with his family, has a huge row, sister in law caught in bed with 'other' brother etc. Punches flew, and the rest of his family were taken into custody by the Guardia Civil. By the end of the 10 days he wasn't talking to his family and when he got to the airport to go home the flight was delayed. He went to get some kip away from his family in another area of the airport and missed his flight. Thunderstorms ensued and he has to spend another day in the airport, finally getting the first plane back - ended up it was a plane to Manchester and he then had to get a taxi back to London.

There is much more detail to this story than I can go into here, but take it from me that anything that could have gone wrong, did go wrong.

Needless to say the 'Balearic Vibe' did nothing for him......... Cool