Yard Sale
In the late 90s, I went to a yard sale about 6 blocks from my house. I found this silver cigarette case that I thought would make me look stylish and uber-sophisticated at the bar.
I bought it for $2 from a guy that was at least 85 years old. I took it home and immediately dropped it on the sidewalk and dented one corner, but it was still good-looking so I used it for a while.
After a couple bar trips, it became a pain to carry around, as it only held 8 smokes, so I tossed it in a nightstand drawer and forgot about it.
A few months later I saw another yard sale at the same place and stopped to look since I found good stuff last time.
I found a case just like the one I bought and picked it up. It not only had the same dented corner but I opened it up and there was a cigarette that was my brand inside.
For some reason, I felt the need to buy it again for $2 from the same old geezer. When I got home the case was not in my nightstand. I will never forget the smile that old weirdo gave me when I bought it the second time. Story credit: Reddit / sonikaos