10-09-2004, 04:44 AM | #1 (permalink) |
A Real American
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Saved By Chance
I was hustling out of my house yesterday morning and in my haste forgot to bring bus money to get home, forcing me to have to walk a few miles home after work in the S. Florida heat. As I waited for my boss to get into work I was preparing to snap pics of an extremely friendly squirrel outside a stereotypical snobby coffee place. I look down as I white balance my cam and what do I find? $3! A simple matter of chance saved me a crappy walk home.
Anyone have a story where chance bailed you out?
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10-09-2004, 02:25 PM | #4 (permalink) | |
A Real American
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I got 4 good ones of him, and I'mma bring a couple nuts (acorns, not processed human ones) and get some better ones. Anyone else have a story? It doesn't ahve to be major just a "life is cool" moment where you got saved by chance.
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I happen to like the words "fuck", "cock", "pussy", "tits", "cunt", "twat", "shit" and even "bitch". As long as I am not using them to describe you, don't go telling me whether or not I can/should use them...that is, if you want me to continue refraining from using them to describe you. ~Prince |
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11-07-2004, 08:22 AM | #6 (permalink) |
Frontal Lobe
Location: California
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I have one that sounds like a sappy "made for tv" movie.
One year my family was broke, and it was christmas. I was six years old. My mom had enough money to get me and my sister a few gifts, but no christmas tree. She announced sadly that there would be no tree this year. Then, on christmas eve, I was in a store and found a $20 bill on the floor! I don't recall if I asked at the counter if anybody had lost some money...maybe I did. But I do remember running down to the christmas tree lot on the corner and picking one out, and surprising my mother with it. Yay! We got to have a christmas tree after all! |
11-07-2004, 08:35 AM | #7 (permalink) |
Is mad at you.
Location: Bored in Sacramento
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I was moving from Utah to Sacramento, I was about 9 hours into the drive when I decided I wanted to stop and get gas and food. I stoped in some small Nevada town pretty close to the california/nevada border. As I stepped out of my car, I patted my pockets to make sure I had my keys. I felt the lump (a wad of paper) and heard a jingle (random change) so I closed my car door. As it latched into place, I noticed my keys on the center console.
FUCK! I walked into the gas station (it was one of those big truck stop places) and asked the lady behind the counter if she had the number for a locksmith. I didn't want to use a locksmith, because I didn't have any credit cards, only cash that needed to last me a month or so. The lady's husband happened to be stopping by to take her to lunch, he asked me to show him which car was mine. I showed him my Chevy Cavolier, he responded "Oh, I've broken into a few of those in my time". I had to buy a lockout kit ($9.99) but it only took 10 minuntes to get in and I'm sure cost a lot less than a locksmith. The guy wouldn't even let me pay for his dinner.
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