Reditors who have won a lifetime supply contest. How did you win? And how's it going?

In college, I frequented a specific jack in the box that was walking distance from campus.

I'd occasionally talk with the manager, who was a pretty cool guy and one of only a few people I knew

who were into the World Cup. One day, he says, you want a lifetime supply of milkshakes? I thought he was

joking, so I was like, sure. And he handed me a huge stack of free milkshake coupons. Not so much

a contest, but I guess I won the prize for friendliness. Once won a year supply of the Tropicana

juice drink was awesome, but you could only buy four cartons a month with dated vouchers, so it never

really felt as magical as I was hoping.

Nine-year-old me wanted like a dedicated Tropicana Fossa in the kitchen.

When I was a kid, there was a phone-in competition to rename a popular children's cereal.

It cost money to vote as it was a premium number,

but my mother let my younger brother vote for fun. What we didn't know at the time was by voting

you'd be entered to win a lifetime supply of this cereal and my brother won. So they called up

and our mother told them we didn't want it. My mother ruined our childhood by telling Kellogg's we

didn't want their lifetime supply of

cereal. I could be eating that right now. Sixteen years later, I could still be enjoying that cereal.

This was in the 90s. My granddad won a lifetime supply of Reader's Digest. He was the only

doctor in a small village in India, population under 1,000.

He started stacking them up in his clinic, and the village kids would randomly browse to them.

As long as there wasn't a rush or they weren't being loud, my granddad would let them sit there

for as long as they wanted.

I spent my summer vacations in the village with my grandparents.

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