I've had some serendipitous occasions when it's come to ordering stuff. First one - many years ago when I used to run a catalogue, a woman I'd gotten friendly with at the local mother and toddlers group managed to persuade me to let her order an expensive metal detector from my book. To put it politely she had a few social problems and I doubted her ability to keep up with the payments and knew I'd be on promises every week or month. I reluctantly ordered it for her and a few weeks later a massive box arrived which I opened and discovered not one, but two metal detectors inside box individually boxed. I looked at the invoice and saw that I'd only been charged for one. Dishonest I know, but I returned one of them saying it was no longer required and took the other one to my friend without mentioning the spare one. She started paying me in earnest for the first couple of weeks, then of course the excuses started pouring in..."I've got a bit of a cash flow problem, can I pay double next time" etc etc. Eventually I think I managed to extract less than half of the money as her husband got taken into hospital and subsequently died and of course it would've been extremely churlish to mention the money she owed me. Shortly after that she moved away back to live with her parents and we lost touch.
Out of the blue I was sent a really nice set of cutlery along with an another order I'd placed from the catalogue, but there was no trace of it anywhere on the invoice so I kept schtum, when I checked it out they weren't cheap, and my cutlery was in need of replacement so happy with that and I'm still using them now.
Lastly, and this was weird - I had ordered a few bits from Avon online and the postman delivered it but when he did so he asked whether I'd kindly take a box in for a neighbour. I said "sure" so he went back to his van and returned with a massive box with Avon printed on the side. He hurriedly dumped it on the step and off he went. When I looked at the address I noticed that it was a good few streets away - Cheers mate! A little later we put the box in the car as it was too big to carry any distance and drove down to the address, managed to find somewhere to park as it's on a very busy street to find there didn't appear to be such an address. On returning home I checked out the postcode to find that it referred to Lloyd's bank. Next day I went into the bank and asked whether any of the employees had ordered any Avon to be delivered there, and the answer was no but they said that there's some flats above the shop next door, so I went into the shop next door which was a greengrocers and asked there and they said it's for nobody here and I said perhaps it's the flats upstairs and the woman said no, we live in one and the other one's been empty for months. So I opened the box when I got home and it was absolutely loaded with Avon goodies, so that was Christmas and birthday presents sorted for a while and some nice stuff for me too including a swimsuit and a silky pair of pyjamas in my size!!!! Anybody else had such strokes of luck? Had I been my mother she would've done the opposite and would've informed the catalogue of their errors and would've contacted Avon to make sure that they got their goods back. She did try to instil a shade of honestly into me and I'll say that it did rub of, but FGS when it's on a plate!!!!!!