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Is it karma payback? :)

Started by northern, Wednesday, 18 April 2018, 05:58 AM

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northern

I want to share, what hapend with me today.

My morning start shitty - empty tire was waiting for me. But OK - no problem, 10-15 minutes and spae wheel is on, and I'm driving to office, and then to company warehouse... At the warehouse (same place where my 14 is spending time during the winter) it came to my mind, what years ago I purchase tire repair kit (with some tools and cord) and never actually use it. Now tire is of the car, it have a hole - prefect opportunity to get new skills. OK - done. With second attempt hole was sealed, and I even test it with liquid soap - no bubbles. Perfect! Job well done! Time to put wheel back on.
But wait a minute... Where is my Mcgard lock bolt key?!! Ou f....  I lost it! Probably left it on the ground when I was refuting the wheel.

I drive back home, and search all the parking lot - no results...
I walk 300m of my driving route, looking maybe I left it attached to the lock bolt, and it felt off during driving... No such luck...

You may imagine, how bitten I was. I have no idea, how to solve this situation. I could only hope, I will find lock bolts packaging - mcgard have key code on it, and it's possible to reorder new key. But bolts were purchased 6 years ago!
All day, I was in very bad mood, calculating, how much it will cost me, looking youtube videos, how to remove lock bolts...

But then, after business hours, I get a call from one of my co-workers: "did your key have black tape around it?"
Me: "yeeeeees?..... why"
"I was driving home, and on a crossroad I saw something similar. Will tur aroun an pick it up... Will call you later."
After 5 minutes: "on your way home, drive through my place" which I did, and now I have my lock bolt key back!

What happened: indeed I forget key attached to lock bolt, and eventually it felt off. But not 300m, but 6km away from my home!!! Black tape, was actually heavy duty heat sinking tube, what I put around this key, to protect polished wheels from being scratch with this key. Because this heat sinking tube was totally destroyed, I assume cars were running it over during the day laying on a street.
And there is my question: WHAT ARE THE CHANCES, MY COLLEAGUE WILL FIND IT ON A RODE, WHILE HI WAS DRIVING A CAR?!!!

I'm not religest. Actually I'm atheist. But every time I'm doing a useful thing to people (who I may not even see anymore) I'm joking it's going to karma baggage. Seems today, I get some refund :)
In the end - it's not big deal, but it seems to me quite unbelievable.

seth

Great story budfy I don't know about karma but I know good things seam to happen to good folk .
:cheers:
only a slightly modified gsx1400
oh and a standard one too

Sethbot Postwhore

Notty

Unbelievable find - do the lotto straight away whilst your lucks working :)
The older I get the better I was
The problem with retirement is that you cant take a day off

Sweaty

Great outcome Northern, that's Karma for you (lucky you've been a good boy)
:onya:

VladTepes

ep 1,000,000:1 against I reckon. Cool story :)
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KiwiCol

Great result there Northern.  You a lucky man that day alright. 
😎  Always looking for the next corner.  😎

grog

Great tale of luck. Well done on the result. Love stories like that.

lawrie

Quote from: grog on Wednesday, 18 April  2018, 11:16 AM
Great tale of luck. Well done on the result. Love stories like that.

Great story with a happy ending northern, & one for grog, I know this to be true 'cos it was ME. :)
For a while in the 60s, Motorcycle mechanics mag supplied a single-page pullout for a few weeks that made up into a small  handbook full of hints & tips for the biker.
One of these 'tips' stuck in my mind, was emergency chain repair by using a 6" length of fine wire.
So, I'd left my girlfriends at around 0100hrs  & had just joined the A1 (Great north Road in those days ) & being the 60's pitch black & NO traffic at all, when 'ping' & the engine revved right up & no go, obviously pulled up & saw the chain missing, luckily for me there was a full moon & I managed to find the chain, it hadn't broken, but the joint-link was gone!!
Then I remembered the tip in the little book, but I needed a bit of wire!!!
Honest to god, I looked down by the bike & there lay a bit of a short length of galvanized wire,  I threaded it through the links as many times as I could, & finished off by twisting it together, fingers tightly crossed I very gingerly set off on the remaining 6 miles home.
Next morning it got me to work (4 miles ) & at lunchtime it got me to the bike-shop, another 3 miles to get a spring-link. AND I had to cut it off to remove it.
BTW, the bike was a 1962 Bonneville, so no tiddler!
So dear friends, again, what are the chances of not only FINDING a bit of wire, BUT the right thickness & length, I didn't even have to cut it!!
That will go with me to the grave, i'll never forget that.
I DO have to grow old, I DO NOT have to grow up.

ARH

Couple of years ago I was on a short fishing holiday at Grafham water, last day of the trip, came off the water, took my wallet out of my jacket and put on the roof of the car while getting organised...and forgot about it!  Drove off, and realised after driving 5 miles or so that said wallet was missing.  Drove back to the car park had a look about, no joy... up on to the main road...again no sign of it.  Well pissed off with my stupidity... had over 250 Euro and 150 Sterling + bank and credit cards as well as my insurance card (needed in Austria)... so really looking forward to the hassle of sorting that lot out!   Arrived back at Hotel, called the local cop shop to report the loss - it was closed for the day!!!
Mate settled my hotel bill... and we set off for the long drive back to Scotland the following day... gets to Huntingdon and my mates phone goes... a local cyclist had been out the night before  and had found the wallet lying in the middle of the road.  He had the nous to call the fishing lodge to ask if I had been fishing there and they gave him my mates mobile number.  At same time I get pinged in Facebook by his wife who asks me if I lost something!!  Went to his office in Huntingdon and picked it up - handed over completely intact. 
Really restored my faith in human nature... needless to say bunged him some cash to take his wife out for dinner - saved me from a whole load of grief :onya:   

grog

Lawrie, similar happened to me. Was about to hit off at golf, in to toilet for a quick squirt. Bloody fly on my shorts broke. Wasnt sure i could fix it, that was days end, have to go home. Outside i went, found a safety pin lying on the ground. Problem solved. The chances of that happening must be long. 30 yrs at same golf course and that is the only time ive ever seen a safety pin. As you, a story to last a lifetime.

grog

i have two more, then ill shut up. 2yrs ago went to mates place in the bush, nth qld. he has a rocket and diavel. sitting in his driveway, showing me the workings of both bikes. diavel just has a key fob/proximity thingo. off we went for a loop on rural road. next ride, ducati no start, no fob. had sat it on bike b4 our ride. about a 10k loop, off we went. needle in a haystack. 1 g for a newie. once started they keep going until next start. somehow we spotted it about 1 inch from going into a bush covered gutter. amazing. sorry to bore but ill keep going. in 1974 was in a pub on the beer in nth west australia. port headland, in a straight line 4 th ks from home. a bloke walked in wearing a from home t shirt. of course we got talking. home town around 70k people so not small. he mentioned a street where his parents lived. no google or mobile phones then. as the day wore on, the beer wore on, that street was annoying me. i got on the pay phone, rang my mum. mentioned the blokes family name, can still remember it was rogers. asked the old girl what does 13 walkers ave. have to do with me. just something had twigged in my brain. end result. when i was 3 yrs old, my parents had sold their house to this blokes parents. my most amazing story of my life. chances that happening, not sure but must be lots. no more from me. hope interesting.

KiwiCol

😎  Always looking for the next corner.  😎

Sweaty

Good stories Grog, what are the chances hey.  :onya:

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