Every now and then you see a story in which a bad thing happens followed by a very good result of the bad thing. I heard two, one of the a while ago, the other one just this weekend and wanted to share. But even more, I'd like to see if other people have similar stories.
1) My former boss at my previous job was on the phone with his daughter and when he finished up he said to me "That may be the best story I have ever heard." [Not: I had read a short story similar to this incident but had never, ever heard of it happening in real life.]
His daughter had been helping her friend move to an apartment in Chicago. She and the rest of her friends had helped the moving friend (we'll call him Phillip because I like the name) and had carried up everything from his old, beat up clunker of a car except for the sound system he was going to install in the car. When they went downstairs, the car (and the sound system) were gone.
Three weeks or so later (the day boss is telling me the story) Phillip got a call from the local police asking if he were Phillip X and was this his car's license plate? Then they told him to go to the impound yard to retrieve his car.
He went...and didn't see his old car anywhere. He signed the papers, paid and was astonished when the officer returned with a bright shiney new looking car. "My car didn't have chrome, it didn't have those kinds of tires, it didn't have...." "Yeah, it does now," said the officer, checking the vin number again.
The thieves had had the new disc player installed and purchased better speakers than the one Phillip had. They had got rid of the cracking leathery seats and replace it with new. The leaky radiator was fixed, as was the undercarriage and a whole lot of other issues. The ONLY way it was recognizeable due to the VIN.
So, Phillip got a whole new car for free and drove it happily for years.
2) This happened recently. My friends have cats, one of whom slips his collar and gets outside He'll usually be back by morning. This time when he did, he had a new collar with a tag hanging from it. AND he'd beenn shaved.
Seems the cat is friends with one of the feral gangs in the neighborhood and the gang got busted this week by a society dedicated to getting ferals spayed, neutered as well as getting shots for them. Apparently, since th cat likes to play with this crowd, he got caught in the raid.
My friend said her cat looked mad, but "Wow. I don't have to take him for a rabies shot now.
So: other stories about such happenings? I never believed in stuff like this happening, but I guess it does.