I sell some hockey tickets for an upcoming game. Lady decides to meet me at a mall parking lot. We meet up, she seems really nice, I hand her the tickets, she hands me some cash. While I'm counting it, she leaves the parking lot, I think nothing of it. Until I realize it is way short... $200 short.
here's the awesome sequence of e-mails.... (I started off calm and collected, in case it was an honest mistake)
Me: You gave me $100, when our agreed price was $300, was this a mistake?
Her: Nope. You got screwed, lol!
Me: Okay, well I'm a season ticket holder, so I'll call tomorow morning and report the tickets lost or stolen, and have some new one's printed, that way I can sell them again, and when you show up to the game, you'll be taken down to security. have a good day
Her: So I thought about it, and I'd like to meet up with you and give you the remaining $200, is that cool?
Me: LOL! uuuhhhh, let me think about it. No, I think I'll just keep your $100 and sell the tickets again, but thanks for the offer. have a nice day!
I'm not sure how this happened. Karma isn't supposed to work this way and I am still waiting for my just reward.
It was Labour Day Classic McMahon stadium about 2000 or 2001. 50/50 draw. I saunter up to one of the junior football jersey wearing young lads at approximately the same time as some other fellow in the east concourse. I was there slightly ahead of him but it was early and I was in no rush and he was. I said go ahead, no worries.
I purchased a single ticket and went on my way. I always purchase single tickets because I feel if you're due you only need the one.
The 3rd quarter ends and it's time for the announcement of todays lucky 50/50 winner.
The guy who sits inside that Giant speaker suspended over center field makes his announcement.
5 -yes, 8 -yes, 7-yes!, 7 -yes!!, 0 yes!!!!, 5 - Wha!! no friggen way.
my number was 587706. The gentlemen whom "budged", whom I so graciously let advance had the lucky ticket and was some $25000 richer.
Go figure eh?
I love that story in a sick sort of way.
I'm not sure how this happened. Karma isn't supposed to work this way and I am still waiting for my just reward.
It was Labour Day Classic McMahon stadium about 2000 or 2001. 50/50 draw. I saunter up to one of the junior football jersey wearing young lads at approximately the same time as some other fellow in the east concourse. I was there slightly ahead of him but it was early and I was in no rush and he was. I said go ahead, no worries.
I purchased a single ticket and went on my way. I always purchase single tickets because I feel if you're due you only need the one.
The 3rd quarter ends and it's time for the announcement of todays lucky 50/50 winner.
The guy who sits inside that Giant speaker suspended over center field makes his announcement.
5 -yes, 8 -yes, 7-yes!, 7 -yes!!, 0 yes!!!!, 5 - Wha!! no friggen way.
my number was 587706. The gentlemen whom "budged", whom I so graciously let advance had the lucky ticket and was some $25000 richer.
Go figure eh?
I love that story in a sick sort of way.
He probably blew it on hookers and blow, subsequently losing his wife and family. He now sits outside a dumpster, with a ratty assed stamps hat begging for Big Bear change.
I think that Steve Sullivan incident with the fan is the best karma related incident ever. I've seen it a thousand times and it still makes me laugh.
Haha is that when buddy was taunting him and ends up getting smoked in the head with a puck, and when he's being tended to, Sullivan skates by and laughs at him? That was classic, even the guy's wife was laughing when Sully skated by.
EDIT: Here it is. Ya his wife is laughing and gives Sully the thumbs up. GOLD!!!
No way in hell I would give her the money back. I'm assuming this is recent. I wonder if she fully believes your story, or if she is going to try going to the game still.
No way in hell I would give her the money back. I'm assuming this is recent. I wonder if she fully believes your story, or if she is going to try going to the game still.
Doubt it. In that situation I'm sure she knows she's licked. I bet she's stewing right now, desperately trying to figure out a way to get her money back though. Good on ya for not givin it back bud, she's gotta learn the hard way. If you give em back she may not receive the full sting of the lesson. Karma's a b****!!
I was at Studio 82 with a few friends one day, and we chose to sit in the corner booth that was half underneath the mezzanine and half not underneath. Those of you who haven't been to that pub, it should be noted that the mezzanine features a bar style counter that looks down over the lower floor of the bar.
So we pile into this booth and one of the guys I'm with starts whining about having to sit in the unprotected area while the rest of us are safely under the mezzanine. We're all rolling our eyes because this guy just bitches and moans about everything. Finally, me and a couple other guys get out and let him get in under the mezzanine.
I spent two hours sitting exposed and nary a drop of beer fell on me. Of course at one point, he decided to challenge someone to a game of pool and while he was racking the balls, he got doused by what seemed like a full pint.
We laughed. And laughed. And pointed our fingers at him and laughed some more.
I was thinking the same thing. It wouldn't be tough for her to go to the scalpers who sell and buy tickets by the C-Train and get her money back.
I feel sorry for anyone who thinks they can pull a fast one on "Bronco's guy". I think him and his gang of thugs would hunt her down and Karma her right in the face.
Is there anything preventing her from selling the tickets again? As i'd put money on it she re-sells the tickets to some poor sap and makes a profit.
Maybe I should give her a sob story about how I would like to return her $100 in exchange for the tickets and just re-sell the tickets, as it would be easier for me. Then we meet up, I punch her in the face and take her money, she's just a little asian lady, I could take her.
Back when I was in SAIT, I was driving home , stuck in traffic on 16th ave and going nowhere. Not really paying attention to anything, when suddenly both of my doors are flung open, and someone is trying to haul me out of my car. Two of my classmates were in the car in front of me, and realizing I wasn't paying much attention to anything, thought it would be funny to carjack me. Ha ha guys. I meekly shared a good laugh, then promised them they'd get theirs.
About ten minutes later, trying to get off of 16th, which was still completely fubar, they made a left turn onto 2nd St., and were immediately pulled over by a cop, becuase that intersection didn't allow left turns during rush hour. I smiled and waved on the way by as the cop was writing them their ticket.
Maybe I should give her a sob story about how I would like to return her $100 in exchange for the tickets and just re-sell the tickets, as it would be easier for me. Then we meet up, I punch her in the face and take her money, she's just a little asian lady, I could take her.
MQS Offing Agency could have services you might be able to take advantage of. We offer competitive prices with a wide aray of options from a good ole fashion fist shaking with stern look, to telling her "yo momma so fat . . . ", to gathering incriminating photos of her snorting blow off of a hooker. Oh and the standard broken legs and meeting with Jimmy Hoffa, but those aren't nearly as fun.
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Simple, yet funny Karma stories
