The last time I was out of weed and wasn’t gonna have money to get more for at least a week, I found an unopened disposable THC vape in the bushes where I usually smoke cigarettes near my car in the parking lot of my apartment building. It wasn’t something I lost because I don’t get disposables, but it was perfect lucky timing.

Also the last time I was in Tahoe, I had $200 left in my pocket as I was leaving the hotel/casino I was staying at, but that night I dreamt I bet it all on red on roulette and won. So, knowing dreams are usually backwards, I put the $200 on black, and won. That’s how I bought my Nintendo Switch.

I’m lucky all the time. Praise Tymora!

got in trouble once for swearing in school. the teacher made me tell my parents i’d have detention the next day. i didn’t tell my parents, didn’t know how i’d get myself out of this pickle, woke up the next day to a few inches of snow on the ground (in march, in north carolina) and school was cancelled. teacher never brought it up, and apart from remembering it vividly, never suffered any consequences.

oh, and another time when i had just gotten my license and someone almost clipped into my front bumper on the interstate so i jerked the wheel and ended up doing almost a 540 at 70mph in 3 lanes of traffic. i jerked the wheel left like a dumbass to avoid getting hit, started to spin, jerked the wheel back to the right (continuing the dumbass trend), did a rotation and a quarter. didn’t hit anything and landed facing the correct direction on the shoulder. what really surprised me was how little i actually had to jerk the wheel to make it lose traction.

6 years ago, I had a hard time sleeping and felt “weird”, so I thought my blood sugar was low. I picked up my glucometer and on the way to the living room, I dropped it 3 or 4 times. I’m fairly clumsy and I was tired, so I didn’t think much of it.

When I got to the living room and tested, my sugar was normal and I said “Well, it’s not low blood sugar” out loud to myself and heard the awful slurring. I knew it was a stroke. In the 2 minutes it took me to stumble out of the bedroom, I had progressed to having to hold myself up as I went back to the bedroom to have my wife call 911. Before the paramedics got there, I was almost completely paralyzed on my right side. In the ambulance, I was paralyzed on that side.

Luckily, the hospital nearest me is known for its great stroke response and had a portable CT scanner so they could rule out a hemorrhagic stroke, which meant they could give me the clot-buster drug, TPA. I walked out of the hospital 2 1/2 days later at about 95% of where I was before the stroke. My deficits are very minor and if you didn’t know, you’d never think I was a stroke survivor.

When I was a baby I started choking while inside a shop. we were on holiday abroad and it was sheer luck that a doctor was in the shop and he saved my life

My wife cheated on me. That was lucky because, when her family found out, she was humiliated, and didn’t demand that I sell the house to give her half, she just walked away. Had she not cheated, and just divorced me, I likely would have been forced to sell the house at the bottom of the market. We would have each gotten less than $10,000.

Now, the mortgage is nearly paid off, and the house is worth three times what it was when we divorced.

Being born a cis white male in the USA. It’s not right, but it was lucky.

I’ll come back with an answer more in line with the intent of the question if I see this again later.

Seriously, my life is (unfairly) so much easier than it could have been. That’s not lost on me. Let’s change that.

Pure luck? No, thats a friend of mine. All my luck is heavily slanted by skill. I worked for all of the shit I have.

Love him like a brother, but the fucker falls by sheer chance into the craziest situations.

Looking to buy a condo or a house. Ends up getting a 50% off steal of a price for a divorcing couple on a huge lot. 5 years later the fucker is wanting to move. Within a month, finds a bigger house right in the city that is walkable to his work. That family was helping the seller of the house they were buying find a large lot that could fit two houses. By chance, the house he had fit the bill. The three of them traded properties.

Exploring a city drain, and I leapt over a puddle, and mid-air I kinda saw something and ducked my head sideways. Turned out I’d leapt directly into a 30cm piece of sharp, rusty reinforcing rod that was hanging out of the ceiling and bent directly toward my eyes. I don’t really know how I avoided it, but if I hadn’t, it may well have been an instant involuntary lobotomy…

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I feel like I just have an “everything will work out” general luck, but I’ve definitely lost more games of chance than I’ve won.

In 2017 my mom and I took a week long trip to Iceland. It was amazing, 10/10, will go again.

However, we went on this hike up into the mountains to find this hot spring river. About halfway there I see this outcropping from the trail that overlooks the gully below. I hand my mom my phone and tell her I’m going to walk out there and to snap a picture of me. So I head out there and its cool. Not narrow or seemingly dangerous in anyway.

As I’m standing out there, a wind kicks up out of nowhere. Picks me up off the trail, feet and all. Like, I was literally weightless. It was just for a few seconds, only a few cm off the ground, but I knew it would carry me over the edge and into the gully below, and I couldn’t do anything.

Instead, it set me back on my feet and was gone as soon as it came. I walked back to my mom and thanked her and said nothing about what just happened, I didn’t want to scare her. But I stuck to the main trail after that.

I can’t really explain how unnerving it is to be weightless like that on earth, where gravity is king. I became immediately helpless. If that wind had lasted longer, I could have easily been flung over the edge without being able to do anything about it.

I was hired by someone, but when I showed up for my “first day”, they denied ever offering me the position. Of course, I was pissed, but I consider this “luck” because I’m sure that working for someone who pulls shit like that would have been awful.

It’s a daily occurrence to me at this point because I’m still alive