When did something insanely lucky happen to you?

One year when my ex and I were living together a few years back we were broke on Christmas. Both our families were spread around geographically, and nobody was really doing any family thing that year, so we decided to just have our own little celebration, but the day before Christmas Eve I got hit with a bill that I didn't know was coming and had to spend our holiday money on it or our power was going to be shut off. So we were pretty depressed on Christmas Eve. Not really celebrating, just kinda sitting around, and I went to the store with our last $10 to get a pack of cigarettes for us to split until I got payed again, and I had 1 dollar left afterwards. So I was about to walk out of the store and stopped and figured I couldn't really do anything with a buck anyway, so I bought a 1 dollar scratch off lottery ticket. I won $200 on the first one, bought a couple more, and won $50, $20, $20, and $10. And I pretty much never win scratch tickets. I get em occasionally anyway, if I have a extra buck in my wallet or something, but I almost never win. Anyway going home and getting to pull all that money out of my pocket in front of her was awesome. One of my best Christmases ever. It was a complete Charley Brown moment.

Yeah I pretty much always lose. If it wasn't for that one time that I won all that I probably would have stopped wasting my money on them by now, but because it happened that one time I can't help continue to try to make it happen again. It's a vicious cycle.

That both sucks and is an amazing comeback story, Plastic.

I can't remember the last time I had any actual luck. Except bull- -ing my way out of homework or a bad mark.

Once a steak knife was balancing on the edge of my plate when I accidentally hit it with my arm. It spun towards my head and I was struck in the eye.

With the handle.

Lucky, I think.

I can only tell you how many times I've nearly died due to such small things.

Well there was the time I slipped on a bottle on the stairs and fell off them. I would have landed on my neck but I somehow actually landed on my hands and pushed, sending myself into a chair. Very painful, but landing on my head would have been worse I think.

Here's my luck for today: Walking to the stairs from the second floor during lunch and I turned to say to someone I knew. Next thing I know a guy bumped into me and the weight of my backpack(which is around 10lb, 4.53592kg give or take) takes me down the stairs. A quick reflex and I turn around and put one foot on the step and I start walking down fast. However I lost my control from the momentum and had to jump down to the ground and stopped myself short of the wall.

Nothing...

No, just hexed with a gypsy curse.

I have a sort of odd one that isn't lucky, but definitely a seize the moment type deal for another person.

Once in school a friend of mine asked me what the black power salute was, so in the hall I did it while walking just as an african american senior was going by. He looked at me sternly, then gave it in reply as we kept moving.

It was an interesting moment.

That's not lucky, Tolvo. You want luck? How about accidentally nicking some dude's fly kicks and getting away without an ***-whooping.

I swear high-school was a literal minefield.

Well there was the time I was trying to get to science class, and the hallway was really crowded. Just saying it was crowded was no excuse if youwere late, so when time was getting thin I just pushed through. I came out the other side to a friend who asked me what the hell was wrong with me. He turned me around to reveal I just walked through a cat fight,literally in between two girls clawing at each other.

I made it to class on time though.

At our school cat fights caused a lot of damage. Girls would get clawed, have their noses broken, get smashed against lockers. They were more brutal than any fights that went on between the dudes. They usually just beat on each other until they got separated, the girls sometimes broke bones.

This isn't something that happened to me but a friend of mine. Last winter, he was driving his car on the highway with his sister. They were talking, when he slid on a patch of black ice and ended up flying off the road. It flipped over a good 3 times before it came to a stop. The car was destroyed, but neither of them were even scratched.