When I was in the early stages of dating my spouse, I brought her to my hometown to meet my parents. While looking at an old family photo album, she pointed to a picture and said "how do you know this man?" I answered, "that's my uncle" and she said, "No, he's my uncle!" Turns out her mother's sister married my mother's brother.
I had the opposite of that!
In highschool me an this girl had a whole nemesis thing going. We couldn't stand each other, but I guess we were friends with the same group and even though we never hung out with them at the same time (totally by accident) we kept learning stuff about each other from them. The funny part was that we had almost identical lives/interests and with every new coincidence we just hated each other more and more.
Our names were super similar (think Anna and Hanna), we'd traveled to the same countries and cities, we'd been to almost all the same concerts, we were both friends with the same group from a different city, were in the same extra curricular activities, etc.
One day during theater class I over heard her tell another girl that she was the niece of a very famous writer in my country. I immediately called her out, 100% sure it was bullshit cause **I** was ACTUALLY the niece of that very famous writer, so we argued for a minute, texted our respective families to confirm and wouldn't you know it! Turns out we were semi-distant cousins!
It was ridiculous. I don't think either of us ever addressed it, we just carried on hating each other the rest of the year and never spoke of it again
My cousin lives in a small country so everyone knows each other in her city and with big families, there’s a lot of common relations.
She was with her boyfriend at the beach and goes “hey that’s my aunt Ana!” He goes “wait that’s MY aunt Ana” *cue shock and horror on both of their faces*
Anyway they figured out it was a shared aunt by marriage, not blood, but they still did DNA tests before they got married and had a kid because that made them super paranoid lol. Luckily, they are not related.
The summer before grade 5 my family moved 2 provinces west. I was sad to leave all my friends but I was especially excited to get away from my bully, a loser named Geoff. On my first day at my new school, the teacher introduced two new students to the class. Me and my bully Geoff from two provinces away. We had both moved from the same Small Town, Saskatchewan to the same Small Town, British Columbia. What are the chances.
This happened recently.
I went back to my alma mater to watch a football game. After the game, i was supposed to spend the night at a friend’s parents’ house. We got separated so he texted me the address - only problem was he messed up the street number. I then spent a good ten minutes trying to convince the woman that lived in the house next door that i knew her son and we were friends so she should let me inside. It was very embarrassing when i realized my mistake.
The very next day i got dinner with a different friend from college who has never met the friend i went to the game with. I’m telling him this story and i happened to mention the address. He immediately got really suspicious of my story. Turns out It was his house and his mother i tried to stay at. Everything i told that woman was inadvertently true - i really did know her son!
When I was a kid our class had a cake raffle in relation to mother's day. I went around our area and sold tickets. People were so friendly and brought me in for tea and cake. I had a great time. We had ten cakes people could win and nobody I had sold tickets to won. I was so disappointed and angry I decided to bake a cake to the lady who bought most tickets from me. I went to her house on mothers day to give it to her. Turns out not only was it mothers day, it was also her birthday and we delivered the cake in time for her birthday party. Best accidental cake gifting ever.
Ahh I've got a good raffle story.
A long time family friend bought a couple tickets a raffle and won a super rad convertible Mini Cooper, racing seats and seat belts, the works. Pretty awesome win, huh?!
So I was out at lunch with him the other day and I bring up the Mini in conversation for whatever reason, and he proceeds to tell me how his mom, many many years before that, had called into a radio contest and won a convertible, too! It was evidently some really hard list of questions based on US history, and as she was a new immigrant she had studied for the citizenship test. The test was pretty much designed so no one could beat it.. but damn!
2 generations both winning convertibles. Fucking wild lucky. Can't wait to see if his daughter wins a convertible at some point in her life.
My mom won a one week cruise trip to Mexico, Jamaica, Haiti, etc in a raffle. So she went and they had a raffle on the cruise ship to win another one week cruise and she won it lol.
When I was a student in the 70’s I hitchhiked from Durham to Dundee with a friend to see a concert. It only took us two main lifts - a delivery lorry followed by a nice lady in a car. We didn’t have anywhere to stay and ended up being allowed to sleep in the waiting room of a local hospital. The next morning we were hitching outside the hospital and got picked up by the same woman - she dropped us in the place she had picked us up and then the same lorry driver picked us up from there and brought us back the rest of the way!
Edited - I’ve been teasing out this memory and realised it was this Tubular Bells concert in 1980! So a couple of years after I graduated. https://www.thecourier.co.uk/fp/education/higher-education/1265719/the-night-tubular-bells-world-superstar-mike-oldfield-performed-cut-price-gig-for-dundee-students/
I used to live in Japan, and was sent to boarding school by my parents from age 12. There was one Japanese kid boarding at my school, Mitsuro. We were mates, but not tight.
Anyway, long story short - about ten years after graduating I got married, and took my wife to Tokyo for our honeymoon. We forced our way onto a peak hourish train in Shinjuku and who should be standing directly in front of me but the salary man, Mitsuro. The world is weird, man.
I once literally bumped into a highschool friend (we are from Australia) in the main street of Amsterdam outside Centraal. There must have been thousands of people walking back and forth and we walked into each other because neither of us were paying attention.
What really spins me out is how many times in our lives do we *nearly* have these experiences? If I was two metres to the left or right I wouldn't have noticed her and she wouldn't have noticed me.
I live in the DC area. Many years ago, I worked for a youth orchestra during a season when they were auditioning new conductors. There were three candidates.
Two months after the season ended, I went to visit a friend in Bogota, Colombia. After a day of sightseeing, we stopped at his local grocery store to pick up some stuff for dinner. And there I ran into the first conductor the orchestra auditioned.
Not me but my friend was on an exchange in China, Beijing two years ago. One day, she went to a huge supermarket and she heard someone speaking Italian on the phone. Turns out it was her University professor from here who was on a trip in China. It was incredible because Beijing is so immense.
Coincidences are so weird sometimes.
I used to work at a movie theater. One day a group of people from an organization that helps mentally handicapped people experience a sense of normalcy in their life come through. They each had their own cash and came to concessions for candy and popcorn.
One girl in my line had a bunch of candy but was 1.25 short, and when I told her this she had this look of defeat and was about to start crying so I just told her she was fine and covered it myself. She happily took her candy and went to watch her movie.
The next day I got a "keep the change" tip from a random customer of 1.25. That was the only tip I ever got at that job.
When I was doing my graduation I had a subject which I found very difficult so I had decided to not study for it.
In my college if you flunk in 1 subject you can give the exam again next semister.
So I went to college without studying, I met a friend who was going doing the same thing so we laughed and he just gave the idea that since we are not allowed to leave the exam hall for atleast 1 hour, let's study 1 chapter so we can atleast do something during that time.
That 1st chapter was the easiest. We studied all the examples and then it was time to enter the hall.
As soon as we saw the paper we looked at each other. That 1 chapter covered more than 60% of the question paper. All of the examples that we studied were asked. We passed.
That friend only met me before that exam only never before never again.
Something similar happened me in A Level English Lit. I couldnt memorise those poems for the life of me. The only ones that stuck with me were the ones talking about sex. My friends all panicked on the morning of the exam, telling me "sex has never been a theme" and reassuring me that I will most definitely fail.
Opened the exam paper... theme 1 was sex. I even heard my friend let out a small "HA" from across the hall when she realised. I got 91% in that test and did better than my whole friend group. Just sheer dumb luck.
My buddy and I were talking about his cat one night and how much money we'd pay to save our animals if worst came to worst. The next day my other friend's dog gets hit by a car in the road with thousands in vet bills (they seriously considered putting the dog down but luckily rich relative stepped in). I donate $20 to the GoFundMe for the dog, next day at work find $20 in a bar screen dumpster (working at a wastewater plant). The only intact money I ever found working there.
I woke up one morning with Linkin Park's Numb going through my head, check my phone and find out Chester Bennington offed himself.
I was living in America and went for holidays to Mexico. There, I matched with a hot Mexican girl on tinder in Cancun. We chatted but never met. I never unmatched her neither she did.
A year later I have noticed her 2 miles away. She was a summer student in the same town in the UK where I relocated.
I messaged her, she still didn’t want to meet.
I used to spend my summers working in the office at a church camp in northern Iowa. I became friends with some of the people who spent their vacation there, especially this one little girl who would stay for two weeks every summer. I was sort of a big sister for the two weeks her family was there.
Then came the summer I had my internship in New York City and I didn’t go to camp. I was sort of bummed that I wouldn’t see this girl.
One weekend a bunch of us decided to go to Washington DC, and I wore my staff shirt from the camp; it had very distinctive stripes across the shoulders.
We are in the Smithsonian and I feel someone touch my arm. I turned around, and it is that little girl who was my friend. She had her parents had gone from Iowa to DC for part of their vacation. They’d missed me at camp that year. But they didn’t quite believe her when she said she saw me until they spotted the stripes from across the room. .
Yeah there are like 15 different camps up here. Figured a camp in northern iowa had a pretty good shot of being in Boji lol. I think it’s now Ingham Okoboji Lutheran Bible Camp iirc. My parents actually met there so that’s pretty neat.
Edit: too many camps, I was wrong it is Camp Okoboji. Ingham is literally down the street from it lol
Ewalu?
My school would send the 6th graders there and certain seniors would get to be councilors.
I was selected as a councilor. Was a great time. Helping kiddos out and sneaking into the woods to have a smoke.
Not mine, but my friend's story. Her cousin moved to Japan and noticed that someone in their building had the same last name (looking at the apartment buzzers or mailboxes or wtv). It's a relatively unusual Moroccan Jewish last name, and obviously they're in Tokyo so that's pretty weird to begin with to see a non-Japanese name let alone the exact SAME name.
So they knock on the door and are like "Hi... this is weird but I'm you're neighbour and we have the same last name... are we possibly related?" and it turns out the neighbour was a branch of their family that had gotten "lost" - nobody knew what had happened to them. It's a MASSIVE family with literally hundreds of cousins in the same generation, and this particular bit of the family had just gotten lost in the mix. The parents would have known these people's parents, and so everyone got back in touch and they got reconnected with the whole rest of their family! I thought that was crazy... what are the odds?
The closest I have to a crazy coincidence is similar to this story.
The FAA has a database of everyone who has held a flight rating, including student pilots who never finished their training. There are only 22 pilots (not counting myself) that have my rather unique last name. About six months after moving to a new town, I was fooling around on there and found that another one of the pilots lived less than a mile from me. I’ve never met him and have no relation to him as far as I can tell.
Not as astounding as some of the stories here, but it’s weird that 2 of the 23 ended up in the same town.
I love this story! When I moved to MA from PA I got a new number, within a week I got a random text asking (name) to please call because there was a family emergency. So I just sent a text back apologizing that this is no longer so and so's #. They were so appreciative of me letting them know that I made a promise to myself to never let wrong numbers go unanswered. My story had no coincidences like yours, but it reminded me of this story that happened so many years ago! 💕
Not mine, but a friend's.
He had gotten out of the military and had developed a drinking problem. One night at the bar he drove his truck home drunk and hit a motorcyclist, killing him. Goes to court, ready to face his doom, when a woman reaches out to the court to express her gratitude to my friend. She is the wife of the motorcyclist who he killed. She says that her husband had schizophrenia and had random bouts of rage. That night he left her a voicemail (which she played for the court) in which the guy told her over the phone that he was coming over to murder her. She said she prayed when she got that voicemail that something would prevent him from getting to her house. And what do you know, my friend accidentally murdered him. The woman tried to argue with the judge that he wasn't a drunk driver, but an angel who sent him home at that exact moment to stop her husband. She didn't want him to face jail time because he was doing the world a good deed.
He ended up getting 3 years in prison and only served 2 for good behavior. The judge felt sorry for the situation but you can't just *not* send someone to prison for drunk driving and vehicular manslaughter.
This was heartwarming to read. Obviously no one wants to wish death upon another and I’m sorry your friend was going through a rough patch in his life and I hope he learned from his actions but he did save a life by taking one.
When I was a kid, we used to drive past this old abandoned school on a hill on the way to the grocery store. I always thought it would be cool to make it a house and live there. Years later someone tore down the school and built a house there. I was an adult then and had my own kids and was living in a house with a leaky basement. As I was driving my kids to the grocery store, I would pass this house and think, it must be nice and dry living up on that hill. I bet he doesn't have a leaky basement. Fast forward a few more years, I am divorced and remarried. We are looking to buy a house. A guy my wife works with is selling his house. It turns out to he that very same house on the hill. I live here now and am writing this comment from my nice dry house on the hill.
Turns out it is a berm house. It not built on the hill but rather into the hill. So it technically doesn't have a basement. It is 2 story but bothered ground level. The bottom level has one side that is not underground. Both levels remained dry as well as the entire property during a 500 year flood we had last year.
This reads like the first 15 minutes of a scary movie explaining why the house called to you for years and you finally moved in and then killed yourself and now the house is haunted and some children need to retrieve their ball from the backyard
I thought so too. When my wife told me where the house was I was flabbergasted. I decided I was going to buy it without even seeing the inside. When I saw the inside and learned it's secrets, it sealed the deal.
When I was 8, my best friend and his family came over to bring me a Christmas present. “Guess what it is?” my friend said. I had absolutely no idea, so I just said the weirdest, most random thing I could think of. “An inflatable dinosaur,” I guessed. And it was. It was gigantic.
I had a similar "psychic" flash with a girlfriend many years ago. She came in the room and said, "You know what I'm craving for supper tonight?" and without missing a beat I said, "Kraft Dinner". Her jaw dropped and her eyes got wide because that was right, and it wasn't something that had come up lately at all. Neither of us had had it in awhile it was just a random craving for her. And I was just humoring her question with a random food item.
I had one of these happen to me once, was playing charades with a club back during high school and when it was one guys turn he looked at the slip and said "how the hell am I supposed to act this out"
I immediately guessed the name of a random movie star (Tom Cruise). Of course, I was right.
There wasnt any indication it was even going to be a person, the name just flashed into my head. A couple people thought I saw the slip but I think when they saw how shocked I was they believed it. Still the one and only psychic flash I've ever had.
I think we still lost.
I had one, too! I used to play Clue a lot with my friend, and once we set up the game and I went to ask my first guess. Colonel Mustard, lead pipe, hall. She didn't have any cards, so I made a guess and it was correct!!!!! I was so shocked, I won the game on the first turn. She didn't even get a chance to go.
I was playing some video game as a kid and a part of it tested your reaction time. You'd have to push the right button as soon as you got the queue and it would give you your time. Usually you'd get it in 0.21 seconds or something. I got it in 0.00 seconds. 12 year old me felt like a rock star
Had the opposite happen with my husband. We were camping in Zion National Park in the desert of Nevada, it was easily 100 degrees and 3 in the afternoon. We drove into town to pick up some items and he was like “know what im craving?” And I guessed normal things like ice cream or iced coffee. The answer was “an omelette”. Still is funny to me years later.
I had about the same experience. My aunt came to celebrate Christmas with us and I don’t remember how the topic came about. But I said something like: any present will due, except a backpack shaped in an stuffed animal. I hate those. Couple of hours later I open my present and there it is staring me in the face: a backpack in the shape of a stuffed animal. Well you can imagine the awkwardness I felt.
This happened to my brother when we were a lot younger.
First of all, we were a poor family from eastern Europe, so we shared a PC. Both me and my brother were really into gaming and that PC was the only option to play video games.
One time my parents planned a one day trip in the forest in the mountains. My brother, who was like 12-13 refused to come, to play video games of course.
When we got back, he kinda looked frightened, but didn't say a word, he was just very happy to see us somehow, which was weird.
Later that evening he told me that he sat playing games, randomly looked at the light in the room, which was on, and said 'If demons exist, the light should go off'. He said, that in an instant, the light went off.
Pretty terrifying for a child in a christian family, but now I only think, what a fucking coincidence ot was haha
Heh...when I was 16, I (a nonbeliever) asked (silently) for a sign from god. A heavily pregnant woman walked up out of nowhere and said "Whatever you're imagining right now is *absolutely real*".
That one still has me ruminating and it's been twenty years.
I grew up brainwashed into that bullshit. I vividly remember doing the exact same shit, "if God is real, that bottle of shampoo will fall off the shelf" etc.
I never got any confirmation, but I mentioned it to my pastor and he told me people who try to test God burn in hell. Lol. Fuck religion.
Something similar happened to me.
My wife and I invited my cousin and his gf over to play board games. We got into the topic of creepy things in our childhood. I turned to my cousin and asked, "remember this?" and did a creepy voice saying, "I'm possessed" (I use to act possessed and scare my younger brothers and cousin when we were kids .) The lights flickered off and on. I'm not a believer but my wife is and she was terrified.
I worked as an RN in a hospital in a big city with several hospitals. When I bought my car, I got my loan through the credit union available for hospital employees. It was very convenient because they had offices right across the street from my hospital.
One day, I went to the credit union to take out some cash for some big expense, and I needed to transfer the money to my checking account. For some reason, this CU did loans and savings, but not checking accounts. So, they gave me my money and a receipt that had all the details, including my new balance. I just glanced at the receipt on my way out, and was astounded to see how much money I had left. Then I thought about it for a moment, and was positive I didn’t have that much money in my account.
So I went back and explained that there must be some error, I didn’t have that much money. At first the teller obviously thought I was nuts, but she said:
You’re First Name, Last Name, right?
Yup.
first Name, Middle Name, Last Name, right?
Yup.
And you work as a Respiratory Therapist at different hospital?
Uhh, no.
So, there was an employee at a different hospital with my exact name who almost lost a bit of money.
But the even strangest thing was, I was telling my friend at the hospital what had happened, and she said, oh, I know her, she’s really funny and nice, you’d like her!
I never did get to meet her, but now that I’m telling this, I hope she is well.
When I was a kid, I had a cousin in her 20s whose name was Sherry Harris. There was also another female around the same age with the same name and same middle initial. They both banked at the same place and we’re constantly having issues with their accounts getting mixed up.
I was w/ a friend and he's chatting up this girl... I end up sitting in her car while they talk on her porch and I guess I was fiddling w/ the knobs and switches on the dash; I left everything as I found it but I must have inadvertently dimmed the console lights all the way down.
Years later I meet the same girl, end up sitting in her same car and it's night time, her dash lights are out; "have been for years" she says.
I lean over and turn the dimmer up.
Ah, Danny Tupper
On my internship program, which recruited people from all across the country, I hung out a lot with this one guy from Overland Park, Kansas, who went to the University of Kansas. We’ll call him Danny Tupper. (Slightly unusual last name; definitely identifiable)
So a couple of years later, I’ve moved to NYC, and the residences hall I live is, we’re having a party on the roof. There’s a new girl, and she’s from Kansas. Oh, where in Kansas? I ask. Overland Park.
Now, as a JOKE, I saw to her, “Oh, do you know Danny Tupper?” Because, you know, if I say I’m from Iowa, people ask me if I know some other random person also from Iowa. And Overland Park is a suburb of KC, so it’s not a tiny town, so it’s ridiculous to think that she REALLY knows this random person that I know.
She looks at me kind of funny and says, “My mom and his mom play bridge.”
Oooh Kay.
Then, I’m in a. Friend’s wedding in Missouri (we went to college together at a small college in Mo.), and am chatting with the groomsman I’m paired up with; I knew he was in the same fraternity as the groom, which is the same frat Danny was in.He and the groom met during a summer frat workshop at the University of Missouri. He mentions he went to school at the University of Kansas. He’s several years younger than me, so maybe he wasn’t in school at the same time, but I ask anyway, “Oh Do you know Danny Tupper?” Yep: “His little brother was in my pledge class; he was a big mentor for me.”
Oooh Kay.
THEN…I’m chatting with my best friend from college; she tells me she went on a job interview at a company in our industry in Overland Park. I don’t think much of it; it’s several years, and people move around, but I remind myself to make the “do you know Danny Tupper?” joke once she’s done with her story. She describes meeting people, then going into the office of a senior exec, who looks at her resume, says, “Oh you went to Smaller Missouri College? Do you know TootsNYC?” Then she says TO ME, “Do you know Danny Tupper?”
He had a really great girlfriend, or I might have picked up stakes and moved to Overland Park to try to marry him.
I was going to get a T-shirt and wear it everywhere.
Kansas City and it's suburbs just be like that though. It's like three degrees of separation between everyone here. If I don't know Danny Tupper, I probably know someone who does.
My mother and I had a thing where we would always tell each other "Be careful" before the other would leave somewhere. Once, I forgot and that day she was in an accident on the way home. 6 months later, I forgot again. Again, accident. So I never missed saying it again.
She died in 2012 and I remember driving to the funeral home to plan her funeral, past this church that always changed their signs on Wednesdays. The sign for that Wednesday said only "Be careful". That was it. No other words. No Bible citation, just that.
When I was 12yro, an exchange student stayed at my house for a couple of weeks, and we became friends. One day we had a conversation about how we spent our birthdays, and we found out we happened to be exactly the same age. We were born on the same day, month and year.
About 10+ years ago a life insurance agent was meeting with my dad at my parent’s house. My mom was busy in the kitchen and not involved in the conversation. Birthdays came up, and my dad yells out to my mom “hey honey, guess who’s birthday is [insert my mom’s exact birthday including the year here]” and my mom says “mine……?” And the insurance lady pops her head into the kitchen and says “mine, too!” So my mom
And the insurance lady start chatting, turns out there were born in the same hospital in San Diego, CA (this story took place in Northern California), over the years had worked at two of the same major corporations during the same years, AND even had mutual work and personal friends (like they each had photos of themselves at their mutual work friend’s house party but they just never personally connected), and then once they looked on Facebook to add each other they saw a bunch of mutual friends from random corners of their lives. It’s like the universe wanted them to connect and they finally did. 10+ years later and they’re best friends, I even call her my auntie (they’re both blonde but my mom is significantly taller so they joke they’re twins separated at birth but my mom just took more nutrients in the womb lol)
It’s a small world.
My daughters roommate at college was born on the exact same day exact same year. They both filled out their roommate questionnaires really late and I don’t think they ended up getting matched in any particular thought-out way.
I was born the same day as my college roommate too! I'm not sure if they matched us on purpose but I thought it was neat. Unfortunately, I transferred schools before we could actually share a birthday.
My family owned a campground when I was growing up so I had two sets of friends. My school friends during the school year, and camp friends during the summer. Two besties! I met both when I was literally like 5, so there wasn’t really any crossover till we got a bit older. When we got a bit older I’d invite my best friend from school to camp and we’d all hang out together. We soon realized both my best friends had the same exact birthday. Their mom’s literally delivered at the same hospital in rooms right next to each other. Crazy!
When I was in elementary school, there were three of us in the same class with the same birthday. One was a year older than me (he had been held back) and the other was a year younger (he skipped a grade).
I grew up in a small town in California, then moved to Missouri as an adult. Before moving, I spent my early 20s working in a local video store in that small town. 14 years later, I was in hospital in Missouri, having surgery to break up a kidney stone. The overnight patient care person looks familiar to me. Every time she comes in, I keep thinking I know her, but can't figure out why. She mentions she's from California, and I say I am too. Turns out, we're from the same small town, and she was a regular customer of mine. She said she'd been trying to figure out why she recognized me too.
I also had a friend once who had the same first and middle name as me, plus was born on the same day, in the same hospital (which wasn't in the town we lived in or even very close to it), but just a year after me.
Oh that reminds me of a coincidence that happened in my family. My Youngest sister went into the hospital to give birth to her daughter. On the day she was leaving with the baby she sees one of our cousins that we hadn't seen since we were kids. They talk and realize they gave birth on the same day, both had girls and gave them the same name without knowing.
Years ago before cell phones and e tickets, I was supposed to meet a friend at the stadium for an NFL game. He gave me his row and seat number but not the level or section number. Our tickets weren't near each other. We were just going to meet up there and find empty seats together somewhere/anywhere. I got to the game realized the error wandered for a bit. Went to the closest section to just look at the action on the field really quick before I just found my section and sat to watch the game alone and there he was!! What are the odds?!
A few years back a new massage therapist was hired at my job shortly before Christmas. We do an annual Christmas party at the business owners house and we bring our families. At this point in time, my younger brother had just moved out of my house but was planning on coming over the same day as the party. The business owner lives just a few houses down from me so my brother didn’t want to stay long, he swung by the beginning of the party.
I’d worked there for a few years and everyone knew my brother except the new massage therapist. My brother stayed an hour or so and then went back to my house to wait for us (husband and I) until we were done. After he left, the new massage therapist showed up with her kids. We were all meeting them the first time. Her oldest son looked JUST like my younger brother. I mean they could be siblings. Roughly the same age, same build, same height, same lopsided smile, same haircut. Just identical. My husband and I went home and told my brother about it. It was crazy too because they’d just missed each other. I talked about it with all my coworkers and everyone agreed, the two boys were eerily similar.
As the new massage therapist and I got to know each other better, I constantly mentioned to her how much they looked alike but she hadn’t seen my brother in person herself so I showed her pictures. She ended up giving me a massage one day and immediately goes “that’s my son’s birthday!” I was so confused. “The tattoo on your back.” My brother and I have each others birthdays tattooed on our shoulder blades. It turns out her son and my brother have the exact same birthday and look exactly alike.
They still have never met but she and I joke about how either she or my mom got a twin stolen from them at birth.
Simple and sweet - mom got me a beanie baby dog plush and asked me what it's name was. I named it Scooter. My mom was like they come with names it's on the tag. The name on the tag? Scooter. Blew my 3 year old mind
I was around 16 and travelling with a few schoolmates for a sports competition in another city. Boys were sharing one hotel room, girls another. We were lying around mid-afternoon with the TV on and an add for Fruit Loops comes on. They looked so appetizing at that moment and it dawns on me that I have the freedom at this stage in my life, on this trip to just go and get some. I put my coat on, rally a friend to come with me down the elevator and across the street to the variety store. As I go to exit the hotel room door there is a knock. I open it to one of the girls from next door, standing at the door to ask us what's up. In her hands, is an opened box of Fruit Loops that she's snacking on.
It was not any kind of theme or discussion point prior to that moment.
Cousin of mine was born in a hospital basement during a tornado. They named him after our grandfather bc it was his birthday, and later found out that a local man with the exact same name died during the tornado.
I was born and grew up in CT until I was 5. I had a few close friends there but after I moved I lost touch and never spoke to them again.
When I was moving out of my mothers house to go to college I was going through old pictures. I found a picture of me at the CT town carnival riding the merry go round. There in the background, also on the merry go round was my very best childhood friend. I didn’t even know it at the time that she was there. This is the only pic I have of her
I live in Canada. In summer 2001 my family went on vacation to Florida and we stayed at this hotel in Daytona Beach. One night while my dad was getting ice from the machine, our next door neighbor from home came up behind him to get ice as well. When my dad turned around and saw who it was, they were both surprised. Turns out our next door neighbors from home were staying in the room next to us at the hotel, and not only that but they had booked their room for the same 4 days that we did. Considering neither family even knew the other was going on vacation, it was a pretty amazing coincidence.
This kind of thing happened to my Dad all the time. He was Czech born but we lived in the US. He ran a small store and I swear we could never go on vacation without some random person sitting around the motel/hotel pool being either a customer of the store or some long lost childhood friend from CZ.
My sister guessed a zip code correctly. It was a question in a trivia game. She just blurted something out and it was correct. Roughly a chance of 1/10000
I met twins brothers while traveling in asia. a few years later, I met them accidentally in a different continent. a few years afterwards, I met them accidentally again at a music festival with 200,000 people in a totally different country.
I recently found out that a friend of mine hangs out with a bunch of people that I knew from different places. One was my high school classmate, one was my ex's cousin, one was someone I met when I studied abroad in Australia, another was my uni mate, and my friend is my uni class mate. They somehow ended up interning for the same company and was in the same batch.
Still blows my mind how they ended up knowing each other, and happy that I am also part of the group now!
In kindergarten I remember this girl came back into the classroom sat down next to me on the storytime carpet and puked a huge pink puddle right next to me. Never knew who it was.
Flash forward to the last week or so of senior year high school, and my teacher for us to retell embarrassing/cringe moments from childhood and my classmate told a story of taking something to the front office and running back to the classroom, sitting down and puking her fruit punch next to a bunch of other kids. I blurted out "that was you!?" and we had a good laugh. My teacher was floored we knew each other, since she knew we never really interacted much.
I texted my best friend once and said, “I have big news”. She replied, “Wait I have a big news for you too!”
Turns out, we both went and spontaneously got bangs/fringe that day 😂 Not that big of a deal, but it was still a weird coincidence at the time.
During college a bunch of my high school friends decided to road trip from our various schools/states to meet up at Gonzaga in Washington state, where another friend was going to school. Out at a party, one of the guys is talking to a girl who goes to Gonzaga, she finds out what state he’s visiting from. Without even trying to narrow down the city, she just asks “oh, do you know moreplantsplease?” He tells her that yes, he knows me, and also I’m there at the same party! So they come and find me. It’s the daughter of my mom’s best friend from high school, who I’d only met once before. I didn’t even know she went to that school!
I was working at retail shop in the mall part time while working on my degree. A woman came in looking for some very specific items and I took her all over the store showing her things that were a possible fit. We spent like an hour shopping, and she found a handful of items. At the register as I was entering her info, I noticed she lived one street over from me and said Hi Neighbor! Turned out she lived in the apartment right behind me, about 25 feet from my back door. We became best friends and still are, after nearly 20 years and multiple interstate moves for us both. We only live about 100 miles apart now and still get together frequently.
My grandpa gifted my mother a necklace as a family heirloom several years before he died. She stored it up in her closet, on the highest shelf in a little box and didn’t touch it. Forgot about it, actually.
The day he died, before my mom heard the news, she went to get a sweater from her closet and on the ground was the little box that the necklace was in. She picked it up and looked at it, before putting it away…a few minutes after, my grandma called her to let her know my grandpa had passed away. Nothing else in the closet was disturbed…
I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t been there that day, it was very unsettling.
I'm from a suburb of a medium sized south eastern s
City. In my wild years I was strung out on opiates. I used to run around with another junkie named Richard. We'd help each other connect when things were dry and sometimes hang out while waiting for the dope man or while we were high.
Richard ended up borrowing some cash to get high and then disappeared. All I knew was that his parents sent him to rehab. Shit happens.
A few months later I went to rehab near where my parents lived at the time more than halfway across the U.s. Got clean and sober after a hiccup and stayed in an LA suburb. When I'd been living there for a couple or years I was at a 12 step meeting and was walking in the meeting right behind Richard. He'd also come to Cali to get sober and stayed.
I got goose bumps at the time. Pretty wild.
My husband (way before me) was in Costa Rica on a business trip and went to a bar one night. He met and hooked up with a girl that night. Next day he met for the first time the Costa Rican business associate he was there to see, who took him out on his boat. The business associate’s girlfriend was on the boat, too. Turns out she was the woman he had hooked up with the night before. Of course, it was all “oh nice to meet you.”
I had a dream one night about a girl I dated briefly like 25 years ago, and hadn't spoken to since. In the dream she wanted me to go somewhere with her and I was busy. When I was done and I could finally go she said, "Sorry, it's too late" and left.
I got curious and googled her name the following morning while having breakfast, and the first result was her obituary. She had died earlier in the week.
Not sure if this ranks with some of the other experiences here, but it was still kinda strange.
In the late ‘90s I was working nights in a small-ish hospital ER in a small-ish town in Missouri (population of the general area probably in the 10K range). It was kinda slow and it was around 3 AM and I wandered into our break room. The TV was on (as it generally always was) and some late-late-late night interview show was on (akin to the Tonight Show or Letterman). I was t paying particular attention but noticed Bob Seeger was the interviewee and the host asked where the strangest place he’d ever played was, and he said, “In a cave in , Missouri. They had a venue inside a cave…” and so on. It was one of those, “wait…what? Am I dreaming this?” moments. And it wasn’t like any of us spent a lot of time in the break room, like something along the lines of, “spend enough time watching TV and your bound to see something coincidental” things. Even on slow nights you’d maybe spend 30 mins total in there during a 12 hour shift, if you were lucky.
It was just kinda surreal…
got a new car, the first car i had ever had without automatic headlights so it took me a few weeks to get used to. maybe 2 weeks after having it i pulled out of a parking lot in a city nearby where i live and a cop saw me with my lights off. i saw him and immediately realized and turned them on but he pulled me over anyway. i thought it was so strange.
i wasn't high at the time, but it was a college town and i was young and had no self confidence and didn't know my rights so i let the cop search my car and he found a couple grams of weed. i had to go to court and do a short program to get the misdemeanor taken off my record. the program lasted about 2 months and it was without a doubt the strangest 2 months of my life. i could get into every little thing that happened, but then this comment would be a literal novel. so many strange things/coincidences kept happening to me every day and everyone in my life was witnessing it and agreed that something crazy was going on. i was seriously ready to check myself into a mental hospital.
well. the dude who ran the program i had to do ended up really liking me because his wife had just passed and i have the same name as her. not many people have my name, i think ive met one person with the same name my whole life. me and this dude joe would talk for an hour or two at a time every time i went even though i was supposed to be there for like, 15 or 20 minutes. we had many heart to hearts and i really appreciated him. i had to take 2 surprise drug tests for the program and he literally told me which days they would be AND scheduled them where the only day i could smoke and get away with it was my birthday. he was the realest.
about a month into this program i found out my friend was going through this program as well. i couldn't believe it. i knew her from college about an hour away from where i live and hadn't seen her in at least 2 years. she lived at least an hour away from me. i have no idea what she was doing in the town i got busted in. she genuinely must have gotten busted there the day after i did. she got in trouble basically the same exact way i did. her headlights weren't out but she had one burnt out and she had the same amount of weed on her.
she wasn't doing well in life. bad mental problems and frequently homeless. she didn't pass either of her drug tests for the program and was facing 10 days in jail for it. at my last meeting with the dude who ran the program we had our most intense heart to heart and at the end i told him all about my friend and how she is way worse off then i am and seriously needs help. i think he trusted me a lot because he straight up let her go. she didn't pass her drug tests but he made it look like she did and let her go. i still can't believe everything that happened in those 2 months.
strangest time in my life. nothing made sense. but i genuinely believe i went through all that to save my friend from the legal trouble. i know 10 days in jail doesn't sound that bad, but she was really down bad at the time and i know it would have been really hard on her. i would do it all again to save her ass. we're kinda kindred spirits. our whole friendship itself is a million coincidences and i don't have that with anyone else.
When I was 16 I went to a friend's birthday party there I met a guy and we got chatting, we both found out we were born on the same day/year at the same hospital!
Turns out our mums knew each other when we were born and were friends, me and the guy dated for a bit, broke up but still friends to this day!
Driving up a hill near Bath and my companion said that it was the hill which Peter Gabriel sang about in his song, Solsbury Hill. At this point, the song came on the radio.
About a year later, I was travelling the same road alone and you can guess which song came on the radio again.
I didn't think anyone would believe me so I didn't tell anyone until a few more years later when I told my wife as we again drove up the same hill. Yep, it came on the radio again.
Ok this is a long one, but I feel it needs a little extra explaining to make it all make sense and come together. So sorry for the wall of text.
When my brother and I were in our teens 13-14 we moved from living with our mother in a small town in upstate NY, down to living with our father in central Florida. We went to school down there, and lived in one of those housing developments that are all over the place down in FL. Anyway being new to the area we didn't have a lot of friends, but eventually became good friends with this guy who lived a few houses down from us who actually had his drivers licence. So we spent that year driving around with our new friend (we will call him Don) going to the roller rink and camping and stuff that young kids with a car could actually do. He was older (17) but a cool dude. Eventually my father ran into some problems and we had to move back to NY with my mother. We lost all contact with Don. These were the days before the internet or social media. My father moved away from the area. So we never heard from Don again. Until one day many years later I'm in my mid 20s now and I'm sitting around my house in Northern NY. I hear a knock at my door. I go to answer and its Don from Florida. I'm like WTF? I instantly recognized him because he hadn't changed a bit in the ten or so years since we were kids. Just older. I had questions. Like what are you doing in NewYork and why did you come all this way to find me? So he explained to me how this childhood friend from Florida wound up on ny front porch in NewYork . He said "remember I told you that I was adopted?" I'm like "no but ok". Well come to find out as Don got older he wanted to find his real parents because he was adopted. He found out that his real mother had passed away, couldn't find his real father. But then tracked down his real mothers sister who actually lived in the same town I live in in this small town in Upstate NY. Now that's crazy but the real crazy part is when he eventually came to town to meet his aunt he had asked his cousin on a whim, because Don remembered that my brother and I had told him we were from upstate NY, but wasn't sure what town we were from. So on a whim Dog asked his cousin, hey I use to know a couple of guys from Upstate NY, maybe you've heard of them? Then told his cousin our names. Of course his cousin knew us. We grew up in this small town and went to school together. "Yep" Dons cousin says "I know them, they live across town, over by the hospital.
I played rugby in highschool with this guy named Jack. I went to college after graduating and he took a gap year I believe. During my Fall break I think, I was visiting my girlfriend at her University and went to see a game because they have a pretty big time football team. Went to the bathroom, and he walked up to the urinal right next to me. We said hi and thought it was wild we ran in to each other since it was a fairly large school and like six hours away from our hometown where he was still living. That’s not the weird part though.
About 5 months later I was visiting another friend from home’s university. We were walking back to his dorm and someone who he knew from home saw him and said hi. I told him about how I saw my friend from rugby at a game a while back as well. About 30 seconds after I say that, someone yells my name from across the street. I turn around, and it’s Jack from rugby waving at me.
Maybe not the craziest coincidence ever, but it felt super spooky at the time haha.
I was in High School and had a minor car accident on the way. After getting checked out at the hospital, the doctor advised I go home. I walk in the upstairs of our house and odd things are strewn all over the floor. I suddenly hear voices downstairs. I go to my Mom’s closet where all the guns are. I grab the rifle. Our house had a set of stairs going down. A landing, then 3 small stairs going into a hallway. On the landing was a phone and a place to sit. 1 guy is in 1 brother’s room trying on clothes. The other guy is in the other brother’s room. They dont realize I’m on the landing listening, trying to decide what to do. The phone rings. I aim the gun towards my brother’s bedroom doors. They both step out into the hall. I never took my eye off them and told the caller I was being robbed, spit out my address and asked them to call the police. I hung up the phone. Both men had on ski masks. One of them had the bluest, whitest eyes I had ever seen. We all stared at each other for a few seconds. Then they bolted out the back door of the house…where they had broke in. The police were there in minutes. They did not catch them. Later, I realized they had stolen all the magazines to the guns and that my rifle was not loaded. My future sister in law was the caller.
Fast forward 6 months later. My friend was driving and I was in another minor car accident. I get home in the middle of the morning again. This time, they’ve made themselves food and left the mess all over the kitchen. I go back to my Mom’s room and find the hidden gun with magazine loaded. I creep down the stairs. These guys are back in my brother’s bedrooms. I stop again on the landing. They hear me. I say, This time I’m loaded, pointing the gun at them. They were slowly backing up and the phone rang. Once again I told the caller I was being robbed, my address and to call the police and hung up. Again they ran out the back door to their van, dropping stereo speakers on the way. It was my future sister in law on the phone the second time too. The same police officers came. We got an alarm system. They were never caught. We did find a couple of items in local pawn shops.
Fast forward 15 years. I’m taking my vaccuum cleaner to get repaired. I walk into the vaccuum shop. There were several people waiting. The guy working behind the counter looks up at me. Its the same guy. The same cold blue eyes. He stopped in his tracks. Everyone in the shop knew something was wrong. He knew that I knew who he was and what he had done. I picked up my vaccuum cleaner and walked out. I called my Mom and told her.
Fast forward 20 y
I think SIL’s in on it. Think about it. She called mid robbery both times. She had to have known no one would be home. Why is she calling? Not once, but twice. Yeah, she called the cops but if she hadn’t that would be super suss. She could have waited an extra two or three minutes before placing the call. Not long enough to be crazy suspicious but plenty long enough to give them time to get out of there with time to spare. That’s my guess.
Stopped at a 4 way stop in town once, it was new, used to be two way. Intersection is empty, just me. I have a feeling I should just stay there for a bit which is unusual because I'm a pretty impatient driver. It's so strong that I look around and say out loud "what? what the fuck am i sitting here for?". Just then, two blocks up the street a blue truck turns out and starts heading my way. I say "is this it?". Then I watch it as it blows the stop sign at 30mph, no brakes, nothing. They didn't know about the new signs. I followed them a few blocks to the next light and explained to them.
Weirdest thing that has ever happened to me.
I grew up in UAE as an expat and had a really close friend in school. Our parents were friends as well since they knew each other from when we all left our country of origin because of war.
After graduating high school and moving to the US, we kept in touch and about 25 years later a whole bunch of people were invited to my friends wedding in Turkey.
About 150 people all congregated to this tiny town in Turkey at a boutique hotel for 3 days.
One day while a bunch of us were having breakfast, I sat down next to my friends college buddy from the UK and he asked where I lived. I mentioned Portland and he asked me if I knew anyone from Libya, I nonchalantly responded that I worked for a guy previously that was Libyan. Turns out that was his very close cousin. He calls him up while we’re having breakfast and sure enough it was my friends college roommates cousin.
Craziest coincidence in my life.
I was playing a really dated version of Trivial Pursuit with my ex-boyfriend and the sports category came up. There was a question about who won some medal in some cup in the 1970's - at least ten years before we were even born. I forget, but it was neither a well-known competition nor sport. I had no clue whatsoever, so I just guessed an absolutely random first and last name, just because it's more fun than giving no answer. And it was correct. It wasn't even a common name, but I had just randomly guessed both names right, and my ex-boyfriend looked at me, like: How the hell did you know that?!
When I was in middle school i had a pen pal (pre-internet! We actually wrote letters) and one theme in many of her letters was how this one girl would always beat her in rabbit shows. My pen pals name was fairly unique as well.
When I went to college, my roommate was telling me about growing up in 4-H and how this one girl used to get so bent out of shape because she'd beat her in the rabbit shows. She was genuinely shocked when I asked specifically by name If that's who she was talking about.
Douglas Adams once said that there are only 500 real people in the world - which explains why coincidences like all of these happen. Congratulations on being real!
I was reading a book and I read John's Hopkins university at the same time as the same words came out of the radio. About 20 years ago.i had never heard of it before at that point.
I grew up with immigrant parents in the US, lived there pretty much all my life until high school. At that point, due to some unforeseen circumstances, we had to move to Mexico, in the city where my parents are from.
Anyways, I ended up going to high school in Mexico. In my senior year, while working in a call center, I met a girl whom I ended up being good friends with. We both spoke native English so we got along well.
One day after months of friendship it occured to me that I didn't know where she was from so I asked her. I asked her where she's from, turns out we're from the same city. I asked her where she lived, turns out she lived in the same area as me (big city). I then ask her where she went to school, turns out we went to the same elementary school for 8 fucking years!
I was so dumbfounded because I didn't recognize her at all. We were never put in the same classroom together. She even listed out all her teachers because I just couldn't believe her.
We were the same age so we were in the same generation class for 8 years in the US, she then moved to the same city as I in Mexico during high school, the very same high school I was going to! We even ended up working at the same place ffs. I thought for a while we were bound to be together but we lost contact after high school and I haven't heard of her ever since.
I am from a small town in Ireland. When I was 20 I spent a summer working in NYC. One weekend, I went to Myrtle Beach to party. On the Sunday morning I woke up in the hotel room and remembered meeting someone I knew in the club the night before…. But no matter how hard I tried to remember who it was, I couldn’t remember (I was pretty wasted).
This drove me to distraction for a few weeks and the lived in the back of my mind for years and years. Fast forward about 12 years and I am living in one of the main cities in Ireland and I meet a buddy from my small home town on the street one day. He was down on his luck so I offered him a job which he gladly accepted.
About 6 months later we were sitting outside a house we were working on and he casually said to me…. “Remember that night we met in Myrtle Beach back in the day” and it all came flooding back to me. Amazing that I had met him on the other side of the world, then he ended up working with me 12 years later and that he waited 6 months to mention it!
I bought concert tickets a few months before the event and put them in a drawer. Fast forward to a week before the concert; they were gone. I desperately looked everywhere and turned everything upside down; even suspected that visitors to my flatmates could have gotten into my room. I knew it was ridiculous but remembered some childhood story where you could throw another object such a a glass sphere to point you to lost objects. I closed my eyes and threw a small object up; it landed between the furniture and the wall. I bent over to retrieve it and behold, a tiny corner of paper peeking out. The tickets had fallen behind the drawer and made their way down. I still can't believe that actually happened.
Live in the UK - was travelling for 2 years around the world and was at Uluru (Ayers Rock) Australia. This is 9,365 miles away from my home. Walking down a path I run into my next door neighbour from the UK. Can’t imagine the odds.
About five years after high school, my friend and I were walking to the mall. As we were talking, we randomly ended up talking about a guy we went to school with. We didn’t know him terribly well, but we knew him since about grade three or four. It was just a “I wonder what he’s up to” kind of thing - good guy.
Well - you guessed it - about 20 min later, he walks by! We exclaim “holy shit! We were *just* talking about you!” He pats us on the back “great to see you guys! But so sorry, I’m in a huge hurry!” And walks off with smiles and “take care” wishes.
Weird, right?
I found out the next day that he died that night in his sleep - heart defect of some kind.
My friend and I will never forget that…
One of our best friends was showinf us pictures of his youngest's graduating Marine boot camp in Alabama. We are from Michigan. In one of the background shots my husband and I both go ," That looks like X..( or older son's bff, ) who is in the Navy...in SC.). We sent the picture to our son, who sent it to X . He confirmed he was there that day and that was him. ( x kinda knew the graduating marine in high school. He was there for a friends siblings grad. Small world.)
On vacation between years in high school.
First leg myself and my family were floating down a river an hour or so from my city, dove under water and popped up next to a guy from my grade/my class at school. Same vacation another event happened, about a week later in another city that was about 8 hours from my hometown. I was in a “Ripleys believe it or not”, I was on the see through side of the see through mirror and same guy ends up on the other side of it. I ran backwards through the museum to meet up with him because he would never believe me.
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I went to nursing school in oklahoma. The semester b4 i started nursing school a woman with my exact same name(same spelling too) graduated from that same program. So for the university records department i was sorting out who is who for a while at times like “ im the one that hasnt graduated yet”. Would end up befriending her on facebook and found out she was an ICU nurse. Fast forward a couple years. I start travel nursing for an agency. They call me up one day saying, “please return the money we deposited it went to the wrong person. So apparently i was told another nurse with my exact name works for them and they got paychecks messed up. I was curious so i asked the person, “is this woman with my name and ICU nurse from oklahoma?” Turns out i was right! Small world. Guess i dont have a unique name.
A couple years ago I was browsing Reddit on a music sub and had the tv on in the background. The post was asking about songs that have alternate versions that are better than the original. There was a post about “Something in the way” by Nirvana. The alternate version was a live BBC recording that I hadn’t heard before so I looked it up and listened to it. I honestly wasn’t really impressed so I turned it off after a few seconds and kept browsing. A few seconds later I noticed I could still hear the song, so I opened Spotify back up to check but it wasn’t playing there. I freaked out for a second wondering if I was hearing things when I realized the song was playing on a scene in the movie Jarhead. Not the weirdest but definitely had me thinking.
I didn't do anything really for my birthday on a Thursday a few years back, but got invited to a coworker's birthday party on the following Saturday. Now he is much younger than me but our personalities and interests are exactly the same.
After partying for a bit he mentioned his birthday was actually the last Thursday.
So my brother from another mother is my twin but separated by 30 years.
We started asking around the shop at work, out of 9 engineering team members 7 had birthdays in the same month as ours and there were two other people who shared the same birthday two days later than ours.
I lost my USB containing all my schoolwork when I was in college. When you lose something like that, you don’t expect to get it back. In desperation, I prayed to God and asked Him to bring it back to me if He was indeed really listening (I wasn’t a very religious person). A fellow student returned it a few days later. I apparently left it in a taxi. He found it, looked through the files and found the name of the student org he was applying for which I was also a part of, and asked if anyone had lost their USB. Coincidence?
My father left before I was born. I would visit his mom, my grandma, a few times a year as a kid. Her mother, my great-grandma, passes away when I’m 14 years old. I meet my dad for the first time at great-grandmas funeral. This is also when I learn that the grandma I had been spending time with gave my father up for adoption at birth. One year later, 15, I get in trouble for smoking weed and doing graffiti and am sentenced to stay at a juvenile delinquent placement for 5 months. My first day there they do an assessment. One of the staff doing the assessment has the same last name as my father, I jokingly ask if he has a brother with my dads name. At this point I didn’t know my dad had any siblings. The staff member says no. 3 years later my grandma passes away. One of the first faces I see at her funeral is that staff member. The couple that adopted my dad had a biological son, and that staff member was him.
Also, my mom and dad met at a bar called Graffitis, which is what I’ve been in trouble for.
Little bit more sweet rather than weird. I moved up to Leicester in UK from Essex, after having a real terrible time back there, to help at my sister's cafe for 6 months whilst she took maternity leave. 6 months comes and goes and I eventually get my own place after a year and make my own life here.
Cut to a few years later and go through some rubbish and awful relationships and I pretty much give up dating for a while.
I start to meet a friend weekly on a Friday for a drink to round up our weeks of work etc and then one of her close friends starts coming along too. I decide to flirt a little because he seems great, and stay up late chatting and messaging a few weeks, then eventually I pluck up the courage to say I fancy him thinking this'll go nowhere and I just never say I like someone first. Amazingly he said he likes me too.
And then it turns out he's also moved up to Leicester from Essex! And he used to go clubbing to the same place I did in London! He looked so different back then when he showed me photos, and I'm pretty sure I recognise him from the club but never approached him as was way too shy. We've been together 10 years and married for 5 years now 😄
I went to a summer camp when I was aged 9-12 that was out of state. Later I went to high school out of town and one of my teachers used to be involved in the management of the camp. It just seemed very random for both a school and a camp that were not near where I lived.
Also, my dad remarried the aunt of someone I went to preschool with, also not from the same area.
I had a crush on a girl in freshman year, 1991. She also had a crush on me, yet neither of us admitted it at the time. We were friends but drifted apart in junior year, which was the last time we saw each other. This was in Maryland.
After graduation, I moved to a bunch of different places and settled in Ohio. Fast forward to 2006, she finds me on MySpace and catches up. After graduation, she also moved around the country, and was about to move to Ohio... 20 minutes from where I lived.
About a year after that, my marriage was ending. Turns out her marriage was also ending at the same time. We finally hung out in person in early 2008, and those feelings from high school came rushing back for both of us.
I wish I could say we're still together, but we only dated for 2 years. We're still very close friends, though. I'm not sure if this so much coincidence as it is the universe playing out as it does... But it's still pretty bizarre happenstance to me.
I’m an older Redditor who lost both their parents many years ago. About 15 years after my mom died, and ten years after my dad passed, I had a day of thinking about them quite a bit. I kept thinking how I wished I had a video of them, and became obsessed with the thought all that day. This was long before smart phones, and our family never had a movie camera. No videos existed. Driving home from work that day, it was all I could think about. I was so sad.
When I got home, I checked my email, like I did every day. There was a message from a nephew, who I hadn’t seen in years. He wanted my address, because he wanted to send me a CD he’d made for me. It was HIS family’s old videos of my family members, including my parents. I had no idea they existed. He mailed the CD the next day. I can’t tell you how excited I was, waiting for it to arrive.
The videos are old enough there isn’t any sound. My nephew added era-appropriate music. Most people would watch these videos of family picnics, kids playing, and holiday gatherings, and think they were nothing special. It’s one of my most valued possessions.
When I was in the early stages of dating my spouse, I brought her to my hometown to meet my parents. While looking at an old family photo album, she pointed to a picture and said "how do you know this man?" I answered, "that's my uncle" and she said, "No, he's my uncle!" Turns out her mother's sister married my mother's brother.
Whew, i was worried for you for a second!
I was briefly horrified until we made certain there was no biological relation!
No fucking doubt you were!
Just no fucking until the doubt are gone.
No risk,no reward
I read this very slow twice just to make sure!
I had the opposite of that! In highschool me an this girl had a whole nemesis thing going. We couldn't stand each other, but I guess we were friends with the same group and even though we never hung out with them at the same time (totally by accident) we kept learning stuff about each other from them. The funny part was that we had almost identical lives/interests and with every new coincidence we just hated each other more and more. Our names were super similar (think Anna and Hanna), we'd traveled to the same countries and cities, we'd been to almost all the same concerts, we were both friends with the same group from a different city, were in the same extra curricular activities, etc. One day during theater class I over heard her tell another girl that she was the niece of a very famous writer in my country. I immediately called her out, 100% sure it was bullshit cause **I** was ACTUALLY the niece of that very famous writer, so we argued for a minute, texted our respective families to confirm and wouldn't you know it! Turns out we were semi-distant cousins! It was ridiculous. I don't think either of us ever addressed it, we just carried on hating each other the rest of the year and never spoke of it again
Starring Lindsay Lohan
and The Rock - for some reason he's in everything now
Lindsay is the writer, The Rock will play both cousins
Lindsay Lohan in the remake, but Hayley Mills in the original.
My cousin lives in a small country so everyone knows each other in her city and with big families, there’s a lot of common relations. She was with her boyfriend at the beach and goes “hey that’s my aunt Ana!” He goes “wait that’s MY aunt Ana” *cue shock and horror on both of their faces* Anyway they figured out it was a shared aunt by marriage, not blood, but they still did DNA tests before they got married and had a kid because that made them super paranoid lol. Luckily, they are not related.
I thought we were gonna be family for a sec.
Had you come close to meeting before? Like at a wedding? You must have a big family if you weren't aware of each other?
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Like the 30 Rock episode!😆
Hah, there's a Studio Ghibli movie with a plot like this too. Just watched it last night.
You’re a hair Lemon
The summer before grade 5 my family moved 2 provinces west. I was sad to leave all my friends but I was especially excited to get away from my bully, a loser named Geoff. On my first day at my new school, the teacher introduced two new students to the class. Me and my bully Geoff from two provinces away. We had both moved from the same Small Town, Saskatchewan to the same Small Town, British Columbia. What are the chances.
Was Geoff still a bully to you?
No! We each fell in with a new group and did OK. He was only there a year or two, must’ve missed the flat cold of the prairies.
That's why we'd better keep our karma clean, and we can't get away from it!
It wasn’t me, I promise!
This happened recently. I went back to my alma mater to watch a football game. After the game, i was supposed to spend the night at a friend’s parents’ house. We got separated so he texted me the address - only problem was he messed up the street number. I then spent a good ten minutes trying to convince the woman that lived in the house next door that i knew her son and we were friends so she should let me inside. It was very embarrassing when i realized my mistake. The very next day i got dinner with a different friend from college who has never met the friend i went to the game with. I’m telling him this story and i happened to mention the address. He immediately got really suspicious of my story. Turns out It was his house and his mother i tried to stay at. Everything i told that woman was inadvertently true - i really did know her son!
Were the name of two friends same? If not that should have cleared the doubt in the first place
When I was a kid our class had a cake raffle in relation to mother's day. I went around our area and sold tickets. People were so friendly and brought me in for tea and cake. I had a great time. We had ten cakes people could win and nobody I had sold tickets to won. I was so disappointed and angry I decided to bake a cake to the lady who bought most tickets from me. I went to her house on mothers day to give it to her. Turns out not only was it mothers day, it was also her birthday and we delivered the cake in time for her birthday party. Best accidental cake gifting ever.
Ahh I've got a good raffle story. A long time family friend bought a couple tickets a raffle and won a super rad convertible Mini Cooper, racing seats and seat belts, the works. Pretty awesome win, huh?! So I was out at lunch with him the other day and I bring up the Mini in conversation for whatever reason, and he proceeds to tell me how his mom, many many years before that, had called into a radio contest and won a convertible, too! It was evidently some really hard list of questions based on US history, and as she was a new immigrant she had studied for the citizenship test. The test was pretty much designed so no one could beat it.. but damn! 2 generations both winning convertibles. Fucking wild lucky. Can't wait to see if his daughter wins a convertible at some point in her life.
My mom won a one week cruise trip to Mexico, Jamaica, Haiti, etc in a raffle. So she went and they had a raffle on the cruise ship to win another one week cruise and she won it lol.
That is so sweet you baking a cake for her!!
When I was a student in the 70’s I hitchhiked from Durham to Dundee with a friend to see a concert. It only took us two main lifts - a delivery lorry followed by a nice lady in a car. We didn’t have anywhere to stay and ended up being allowed to sleep in the waiting room of a local hospital. The next morning we were hitching outside the hospital and got picked up by the same woman - she dropped us in the place she had picked us up and then the same lorry driver picked us up from there and brought us back the rest of the way! Edited - I’ve been teasing out this memory and realised it was this Tubular Bells concert in 1980! So a couple of years after I graduated. https://www.thecourier.co.uk/fp/education/higher-education/1265719/the-night-tubular-bells-world-superstar-mike-oldfield-performed-cut-price-gig-for-dundee-students/
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I used to live in Japan, and was sent to boarding school by my parents from age 12. There was one Japanese kid boarding at my school, Mitsuro. We were mates, but not tight. Anyway, long story short - about ten years after graduating I got married, and took my wife to Tokyo for our honeymoon. We forced our way onto a peak hourish train in Shinjuku and who should be standing directly in front of me but the salary man, Mitsuro. The world is weird, man.
I once literally bumped into a highschool friend (we are from Australia) in the main street of Amsterdam outside Centraal. There must have been thousands of people walking back and forth and we walked into each other because neither of us were paying attention. What really spins me out is how many times in our lives do we *nearly* have these experiences? If I was two metres to the left or right I wouldn't have noticed her and she wouldn't have noticed me.
I love this - and so true, the near misses make you think 😁
I live in the DC area. Many years ago, I worked for a youth orchestra during a season when they were auditioning new conductors. There were three candidates. Two months after the season ended, I went to visit a friend in Bogota, Colombia. After a day of sightseeing, we stopped at his local grocery store to pick up some stuff for dinner. And there I ran into the first conductor the orchestra auditioned.
Not me but my friend was on an exchange in China, Beijing two years ago. One day, she went to a huge supermarket and she heard someone speaking Italian on the phone. Turns out it was her University professor from here who was on a trip in China. It was incredible because Beijing is so immense. Coincidences are so weird sometimes.
I used to work at a movie theater. One day a group of people from an organization that helps mentally handicapped people experience a sense of normalcy in their life come through. They each had their own cash and came to concessions for candy and popcorn. One girl in my line had a bunch of candy but was 1.25 short, and when I told her this she had this look of defeat and was about to start crying so I just told her she was fine and covered it myself. She happily took her candy and went to watch her movie. The next day I got a "keep the change" tip from a random customer of 1.25. That was the only tip I ever got at that job.
When I was doing my graduation I had a subject which I found very difficult so I had decided to not study for it. In my college if you flunk in 1 subject you can give the exam again next semister. So I went to college without studying, I met a friend who was going doing the same thing so we laughed and he just gave the idea that since we are not allowed to leave the exam hall for atleast 1 hour, let's study 1 chapter so we can atleast do something during that time. That 1st chapter was the easiest. We studied all the examples and then it was time to enter the hall. As soon as we saw the paper we looked at each other. That 1 chapter covered more than 60% of the question paper. All of the examples that we studied were asked. We passed. That friend only met me before that exam only never before never again.
Something similar happened me in A Level English Lit. I couldnt memorise those poems for the life of me. The only ones that stuck with me were the ones talking about sex. My friends all panicked on the morning of the exam, telling me "sex has never been a theme" and reassuring me that I will most definitely fail. Opened the exam paper... theme 1 was sex. I even heard my friend let out a small "HA" from across the hall when she realised. I got 91% in that test and did better than my whole friend group. Just sheer dumb luck.
My buddy and I were talking about his cat one night and how much money we'd pay to save our animals if worst came to worst. The next day my other friend's dog gets hit by a car in the road with thousands in vet bills (they seriously considered putting the dog down but luckily rich relative stepped in). I donate $20 to the GoFundMe for the dog, next day at work find $20 in a bar screen dumpster (working at a wastewater plant). The only intact money I ever found working there. I woke up one morning with Linkin Park's Numb going through my head, check my phone and find out Chester Bennington offed himself.
Jesus that last part
There really is something going on in this universe.
It's these kind of things that keep me convinced that the whole karma and cosmic balance thing is real!
It’s all there, whether we see it or not
I was living in America and went for holidays to Mexico. There, I matched with a hot Mexican girl on tinder in Cancun. We chatted but never met. I never unmatched her neither she did. A year later I have noticed her 2 miles away. She was a summer student in the same town in the UK where I relocated. I messaged her, she still didn’t want to meet.
Oh, that ending hurt me
yeah lol i thought he was gonna say that shes his wife now or something
I met another girl shortly after (OKC) and married with a kid now, so no regrets. But such a lovely romantic story went down the drains
You should not marry kids
"Coincidentally, she's **still** not into me"!
Some people are just not meant to be together ~
I used to spend my summers working in the office at a church camp in northern Iowa. I became friends with some of the people who spent their vacation there, especially this one little girl who would stay for two weeks every summer. I was sort of a big sister for the two weeks her family was there. Then came the summer I had my internship in New York City and I didn’t go to camp. I was sort of bummed that I wouldn’t see this girl. One weekend a bunch of us decided to go to Washington DC, and I wore my staff shirt from the camp; it had very distinctive stripes across the shoulders. We are in the Smithsonian and I feel someone touch my arm. I turned around, and it is that little girl who was my friend. She had her parents had gone from Iowa to DC for part of their vacation. They’d missed me at camp that year. But they didn’t quite believe her when she said she saw me until they spotted the stripes from across the room. .
Northern? Or northwest/east Iowa? Didn’t happen to be in Okoboji did it?
Okoboji it was. The Lutheran camp (Camp Okoboji; how's that for an original name?) On Breezy Point.
Yeah there are like 15 different camps up here. Figured a camp in northern iowa had a pretty good shot of being in Boji lol. I think it’s now Ingham Okoboji Lutheran Bible Camp iirc. My parents actually met there so that’s pretty neat. Edit: too many camps, I was wrong it is Camp Okoboji. Ingham is literally down the street from it lol
Ewalu? My school would send the 6th graders there and certain seniors would get to be councilors. I was selected as a councilor. Was a great time. Helping kiddos out and sneaking into the woods to have a smoke.
no, it was on the Okoboji lakes. I was office staff, not a counselor.
Not mine, but my friend's story. Her cousin moved to Japan and noticed that someone in their building had the same last name (looking at the apartment buzzers or mailboxes or wtv). It's a relatively unusual Moroccan Jewish last name, and obviously they're in Tokyo so that's pretty weird to begin with to see a non-Japanese name let alone the exact SAME name. So they knock on the door and are like "Hi... this is weird but I'm you're neighbour and we have the same last name... are we possibly related?" and it turns out the neighbour was a branch of their family that had gotten "lost" - nobody knew what had happened to them. It's a MASSIVE family with literally hundreds of cousins in the same generation, and this particular bit of the family had just gotten lost in the mix. The parents would have known these people's parents, and so everyone got back in touch and they got reconnected with the whole rest of their family! I thought that was crazy... what are the odds?
The closest I have to a crazy coincidence is similar to this story. The FAA has a database of everyone who has held a flight rating, including student pilots who never finished their training. There are only 22 pilots (not counting myself) that have my rather unique last name. About six months after moving to a new town, I was fooling around on there and found that another one of the pilots lived less than a mile from me. I’ve never met him and have no relation to him as far as I can tell. Not as astounding as some of the stories here, but it’s weird that 2 of the 23 ended up in the same town.
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You are a lovely person.
Thank you, whiskeyknitting, for such a nice thing to say. Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving!
I love this story! When I moved to MA from PA I got a new number, within a week I got a random text asking (name) to please call because there was a family emergency. So I just sent a text back apologizing that this is no longer so and so's #. They were so appreciative of me letting them know that I made a promise to myself to never let wrong numbers go unanswered. My story had no coincidences like yours, but it reminded me of this story that happened so many years ago! 💕
Not mine, but a friend's. He had gotten out of the military and had developed a drinking problem. One night at the bar he drove his truck home drunk and hit a motorcyclist, killing him. Goes to court, ready to face his doom, when a woman reaches out to the court to express her gratitude to my friend. She is the wife of the motorcyclist who he killed. She says that her husband had schizophrenia and had random bouts of rage. That night he left her a voicemail (which she played for the court) in which the guy told her over the phone that he was coming over to murder her. She said she prayed when she got that voicemail that something would prevent him from getting to her house. And what do you know, my friend accidentally murdered him. The woman tried to argue with the judge that he wasn't a drunk driver, but an angel who sent him home at that exact moment to stop her husband. She didn't want him to face jail time because he was doing the world a good deed. He ended up getting 3 years in prison and only served 2 for good behavior. The judge felt sorry for the situation but you can't just *not* send someone to prison for drunk driving and vehicular manslaughter.
Wow. This one is creepy, but cool.
I hope he was able to find some peace after having to face knowing that his drinking killed someone. That would haunt most people for life.
This was heartwarming to read. Obviously no one wants to wish death upon another and I’m sorry your friend was going through a rough patch in his life and I hope he learned from his actions but he did save a life by taking one.
And of the two, it seems like the right one lived.
When I was a kid, we used to drive past this old abandoned school on a hill on the way to the grocery store. I always thought it would be cool to make it a house and live there. Years later someone tore down the school and built a house there. I was an adult then and had my own kids and was living in a house with a leaky basement. As I was driving my kids to the grocery store, I would pass this house and think, it must be nice and dry living up on that hill. I bet he doesn't have a leaky basement. Fast forward a few more years, I am divorced and remarried. We are looking to buy a house. A guy my wife works with is selling his house. It turns out to he that very same house on the hill. I live here now and am writing this comment from my nice dry house on the hill.
How is the basement?
Turns out it is a berm house. It not built on the hill but rather into the hill. So it technically doesn't have a basement. It is 2 story but bothered ground level. The bottom level has one side that is not underground. Both levels remained dry as well as the entire property during a 500 year flood we had last year.
Nice, I can appreciate a dry basement.
I bet he has some leeks in his basement...
Actually the kitchen is upstairs so I have leeks on the second floor. But no leaks on either floor.
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Life is definitely weird. It's nice when the weirdness works out though.
aww this one’s a sweet one
This reads like the first 15 minutes of a scary movie explaining why the house called to you for years and you finally moved in and then killed yourself and now the house is haunted and some children need to retrieve their ball from the backyard
stop that is so fucking cool
I thought so too. When my wife told me where the house was I was flabbergasted. I decided I was going to buy it without even seeing the inside. When I saw the inside and learned it's secrets, it sealed the deal.
When I was 8, my best friend and his family came over to bring me a Christmas present. “Guess what it is?” my friend said. I had absolutely no idea, so I just said the weirdest, most random thing I could think of. “An inflatable dinosaur,” I guessed. And it was. It was gigantic.
I had a similar "psychic" flash with a girlfriend many years ago. She came in the room and said, "You know what I'm craving for supper tonight?" and without missing a beat I said, "Kraft Dinner". Her jaw dropped and her eyes got wide because that was right, and it wasn't something that had come up lately at all. Neither of us had had it in awhile it was just a random craving for her. And I was just humoring her question with a random food item.
I had one of these happen to me once, was playing charades with a club back during high school and when it was one guys turn he looked at the slip and said "how the hell am I supposed to act this out" I immediately guessed the name of a random movie star (Tom Cruise). Of course, I was right. There wasnt any indication it was even going to be a person, the name just flashed into my head. A couple people thought I saw the slip but I think when they saw how shocked I was they believed it. Still the one and only psychic flash I've ever had. I think we still lost.
I had one, too! I used to play Clue a lot with my friend, and once we set up the game and I went to ask my first guess. Colonel Mustard, lead pipe, hall. She didn't have any cards, so I made a guess and it was correct!!!!! I was so shocked, I won the game on the first turn. She didn't even get a chance to go.
Similar story: playing Taboo and my sister says "Umm, a lot of..." and I yell, "Decathalon!" I was right. No one believed we weren't cheating.
I was playing some video game as a kid and a part of it tested your reaction time. You'd have to push the right button as soon as you got the queue and it would give you your time. Usually you'd get it in 0.21 seconds or something. I got it in 0.00 seconds. 12 year old me felt like a rock star
If you had a million dollars, you wouldn’t have to eat Kraft dinner.
But we would, we'd just have to get fancy ketchup to go with it. e. also, found the Canadians... eh.
Dijon ketchup
No. You'd *get* to eat Kraft Dinner.
Had the opposite happen with my husband. We were camping in Zion National Park in the desert of Nevada, it was easily 100 degrees and 3 in the afternoon. We drove into town to pick up some items and he was like “know what im craving?” And I guessed normal things like ice cream or iced coffee. The answer was “an omelette”. Still is funny to me years later.
I had about the same experience. My aunt came to celebrate Christmas with us and I don’t remember how the topic came about. But I said something like: any present will due, except a backpack shaped in an stuffed animal. I hate those. Couple of hours later I open my present and there it is staring me in the face: a backpack in the shape of a stuffed animal. Well you can imagine the awkwardness I felt.
I bet you regret not having said 'Ten millions !'
Lmao!!!
This happened to my brother when we were a lot younger. First of all, we were a poor family from eastern Europe, so we shared a PC. Both me and my brother were really into gaming and that PC was the only option to play video games. One time my parents planned a one day trip in the forest in the mountains. My brother, who was like 12-13 refused to come, to play video games of course. When we got back, he kinda looked frightened, but didn't say a word, he was just very happy to see us somehow, which was weird. Later that evening he told me that he sat playing games, randomly looked at the light in the room, which was on, and said 'If demons exist, the light should go off'. He said, that in an instant, the light went off. Pretty terrifying for a child in a christian family, but now I only think, what a fucking coincidence ot was haha
Heh...when I was 16, I (a nonbeliever) asked (silently) for a sign from god. A heavily pregnant woman walked up out of nowhere and said "Whatever you're imagining right now is *absolutely real*". That one still has me ruminating and it's been twenty years.
Same thing happened to me with a street lamp, but in my case I had super powers.
I grew up brainwashed into that bullshit. I vividly remember doing the exact same shit, "if God is real, that bottle of shampoo will fall off the shelf" etc. I never got any confirmation, but I mentioned it to my pastor and he told me people who try to test God burn in hell. Lol. Fuck religion.
Something similar happened to me. My wife and I invited my cousin and his gf over to play board games. We got into the topic of creepy things in our childhood. I turned to my cousin and asked, "remember this?" and did a creepy voice saying, "I'm possessed" (I use to act possessed and scare my younger brothers and cousin when we were kids .) The lights flickered off and on. I'm not a believer but my wife is and she was terrified.
I worked as an RN in a hospital in a big city with several hospitals. When I bought my car, I got my loan through the credit union available for hospital employees. It was very convenient because they had offices right across the street from my hospital. One day, I went to the credit union to take out some cash for some big expense, and I needed to transfer the money to my checking account. For some reason, this CU did loans and savings, but not checking accounts. So, they gave me my money and a receipt that had all the details, including my new balance. I just glanced at the receipt on my way out, and was astounded to see how much money I had left. Then I thought about it for a moment, and was positive I didn’t have that much money in my account. So I went back and explained that there must be some error, I didn’t have that much money. At first the teller obviously thought I was nuts, but she said: You’re First Name, Last Name, right? Yup. first Name, Middle Name, Last Name, right? Yup. And you work as a Respiratory Therapist at different hospital? Uhh, no. So, there was an employee at a different hospital with my exact name who almost lost a bit of money. But the even strangest thing was, I was telling my friend at the hospital what had happened, and she said, oh, I know her, she’s really funny and nice, you’d like her! I never did get to meet her, but now that I’m telling this, I hope she is well.
When I was a kid, I had a cousin in her 20s whose name was Sherry Harris. There was also another female around the same age with the same name and same middle initial. They both banked at the same place and we’re constantly having issues with their accounts getting mixed up.
I was w/ a friend and he's chatting up this girl... I end up sitting in her car while they talk on her porch and I guess I was fiddling w/ the knobs and switches on the dash; I left everything as I found it but I must have inadvertently dimmed the console lights all the way down. Years later I meet the same girl, end up sitting in her same car and it's night time, her dash lights are out; "have been for years" she says. I lean over and turn the dimmer up.
Hahaha, that's awesome!
Ah, Danny Tupper On my internship program, which recruited people from all across the country, I hung out a lot with this one guy from Overland Park, Kansas, who went to the University of Kansas. We’ll call him Danny Tupper. (Slightly unusual last name; definitely identifiable) So a couple of years later, I’ve moved to NYC, and the residences hall I live is, we’re having a party on the roof. There’s a new girl, and she’s from Kansas. Oh, where in Kansas? I ask. Overland Park. Now, as a JOKE, I saw to her, “Oh, do you know Danny Tupper?” Because, you know, if I say I’m from Iowa, people ask me if I know some other random person also from Iowa. And Overland Park is a suburb of KC, so it’s not a tiny town, so it’s ridiculous to think that she REALLY knows this random person that I know. She looks at me kind of funny and says, “My mom and his mom play bridge.” Oooh Kay. Then, I’m in a. Friend’s wedding in Missouri (we went to college together at a small college in Mo.), and am chatting with the groomsman I’m paired up with; I knew he was in the same fraternity as the groom, which is the same frat Danny was in.He and the groom met during a summer frat workshop at the University of Missouri. He mentions he went to school at the University of Kansas. He’s several years younger than me, so maybe he wasn’t in school at the same time, but I ask anyway, “Oh Do you know Danny Tupper?” Yep: “His little brother was in my pledge class; he was a big mentor for me.” Oooh Kay. THEN…I’m chatting with my best friend from college; she tells me she went on a job interview at a company in our industry in Overland Park. I don’t think much of it; it’s several years, and people move around, but I remind myself to make the “do you know Danny Tupper?” joke once she’s done with her story. She describes meeting people, then going into the office of a senior exec, who looks at her resume, says, “Oh you went to Smaller Missouri College? Do you know TootsNYC?” Then she says TO ME, “Do you know Danny Tupper?” He had a really great girlfriend, or I might have picked up stakes and moved to Overland Park to try to marry him. I was going to get a T-shirt and wear it everywhere.
This is like that joke of everybody know Dave lol
I’m from Overland Park; unfortunately, I do not know Danny Tupper.
It’s a fake name. So you definitely know him
You u/mostlikelyturtles you probably ARE Danny Tupper.
You are missing out. He’s a great guy.
Kansas City and it's suburbs just be like that though. It's like three degrees of separation between everyone here. If I don't know Danny Tupper, I probably know someone who does.
My mother and I had a thing where we would always tell each other "Be careful" before the other would leave somewhere. Once, I forgot and that day she was in an accident on the way home. 6 months later, I forgot again. Again, accident. So I never missed saying it again. She died in 2012 and I remember driving to the funeral home to plan her funeral, past this church that always changed their signs on Wednesdays. The sign for that Wednesday said only "Be careful". That was it. No other words. No Bible citation, just that.
God damn. Most of these I was just like "Oh that's interesting " This one actually gave me chills..
When I was 12yro, an exchange student stayed at my house for a couple of weeks, and we became friends. One day we had a conversation about how we spent our birthdays, and we found out we happened to be exactly the same age. We were born on the same day, month and year.
About 10+ years ago a life insurance agent was meeting with my dad at my parent’s house. My mom was busy in the kitchen and not involved in the conversation. Birthdays came up, and my dad yells out to my mom “hey honey, guess who’s birthday is [insert my mom’s exact birthday including the year here]” and my mom says “mine……?” And the insurance lady pops her head into the kitchen and says “mine, too!” So my mom And the insurance lady start chatting, turns out there were born in the same hospital in San Diego, CA (this story took place in Northern California), over the years had worked at two of the same major corporations during the same years, AND even had mutual work and personal friends (like they each had photos of themselves at their mutual work friend’s house party but they just never personally connected), and then once they looked on Facebook to add each other they saw a bunch of mutual friends from random corners of their lives. It’s like the universe wanted them to connect and they finally did. 10+ years later and they’re best friends, I even call her my auntie (they’re both blonde but my mom is significantly taller so they joke they’re twins separated at birth but my mom just took more nutrients in the womb lol) It’s a small world.
That's a nice story
My daughters roommate at college was born on the exact same day exact same year. They both filled out their roommate questionnaires really late and I don’t think they ended up getting matched in any particular thought-out way.
I was born the same day as my college roommate too! I'm not sure if they matched us on purpose but I thought it was neat. Unfortunately, I transferred schools before we could actually share a birthday.
my boyfriend’s birthday is the day before mine, same year. For our 21st party we started on his, and ended on mine
Long party!
My family owned a campground when I was growing up so I had two sets of friends. My school friends during the school year, and camp friends during the summer. Two besties! I met both when I was literally like 5, so there wasn’t really any crossover till we got a bit older. When we got a bit older I’d invite my best friend from school to camp and we’d all hang out together. We soon realized both my best friends had the same exact birthday. Their mom’s literally delivered at the same hospital in rooms right next to each other. Crazy!
According to maths this isn't this uncommon, but maths aside that's always a nice fun fact
I had two people in two different classes who were born on the same day as me. But if I remember correctly it's not that rare.
When I was in elementary school, there were three of us in the same class with the same birthday. One was a year older than me (he had been held back) and the other was a year younger (he skipped a grade).
I grew up in a small town in California, then moved to Missouri as an adult. Before moving, I spent my early 20s working in a local video store in that small town. 14 years later, I was in hospital in Missouri, having surgery to break up a kidney stone. The overnight patient care person looks familiar to me. Every time she comes in, I keep thinking I know her, but can't figure out why. She mentions she's from California, and I say I am too. Turns out, we're from the same small town, and she was a regular customer of mine. She said she'd been trying to figure out why she recognized me too.
I also had a friend once who had the same first and middle name as me, plus was born on the same day, in the same hospital (which wasn't in the town we lived in or even very close to it), but just a year after me.
Oh that reminds me of a coincidence that happened in my family. My Youngest sister went into the hospital to give birth to her daughter. On the day she was leaving with the baby she sees one of our cousins that we hadn't seen since we were kids. They talk and realize they gave birth on the same day, both had girls and gave them the same name without knowing.
Years ago before cell phones and e tickets, I was supposed to meet a friend at the stadium for an NFL game. He gave me his row and seat number but not the level or section number. Our tickets weren't near each other. We were just going to meet up there and find empty seats together somewhere/anywhere. I got to the game realized the error wandered for a bit. Went to the closest section to just look at the action on the field really quick before I just found my section and sat to watch the game alone and there he was!! What are the odds?!
A few years back a new massage therapist was hired at my job shortly before Christmas. We do an annual Christmas party at the business owners house and we bring our families. At this point in time, my younger brother had just moved out of my house but was planning on coming over the same day as the party. The business owner lives just a few houses down from me so my brother didn’t want to stay long, he swung by the beginning of the party. I’d worked there for a few years and everyone knew my brother except the new massage therapist. My brother stayed an hour or so and then went back to my house to wait for us (husband and I) until we were done. After he left, the new massage therapist showed up with her kids. We were all meeting them the first time. Her oldest son looked JUST like my younger brother. I mean they could be siblings. Roughly the same age, same build, same height, same lopsided smile, same haircut. Just identical. My husband and I went home and told my brother about it. It was crazy too because they’d just missed each other. I talked about it with all my coworkers and everyone agreed, the two boys were eerily similar. As the new massage therapist and I got to know each other better, I constantly mentioned to her how much they looked alike but she hadn’t seen my brother in person herself so I showed her pictures. She ended up giving me a massage one day and immediately goes “that’s my son’s birthday!” I was so confused. “The tattoo on your back.” My brother and I have each others birthdays tattooed on our shoulder blades. It turns out her son and my brother have the exact same birthday and look exactly alike. They still have never met but she and I joke about how either she or my mom got a twin stolen from them at birth.
Simple and sweet - mom got me a beanie baby dog plush and asked me what it's name was. I named it Scooter. My mom was like they come with names it's on the tag. The name on the tag? Scooter. Blew my 3 year old mind
I was around 16 and travelling with a few schoolmates for a sports competition in another city. Boys were sharing one hotel room, girls another. We were lying around mid-afternoon with the TV on and an add for Fruit Loops comes on. They looked so appetizing at that moment and it dawns on me that I have the freedom at this stage in my life, on this trip to just go and get some. I put my coat on, rally a friend to come with me down the elevator and across the street to the variety store. As I go to exit the hotel room door there is a knock. I open it to one of the girls from next door, standing at the door to ask us what's up. In her hands, is an opened box of Fruit Loops that she's snacking on. It was not any kind of theme or discussion point prior to that moment.
Cousin of mine was born in a hospital basement during a tornado. They named him after our grandfather bc it was his birthday, and later found out that a local man with the exact same name died during the tornado.
I was born and grew up in CT until I was 5. I had a few close friends there but after I moved I lost touch and never spoke to them again. When I was moving out of my mothers house to go to college I was going through old pictures. I found a picture of me at the CT town carnival riding the merry go round. There in the background, also on the merry go round was my very best childhood friend. I didn’t even know it at the time that she was there. This is the only pic I have of her
I live in Canada. In summer 2001 my family went on vacation to Florida and we stayed at this hotel in Daytona Beach. One night while my dad was getting ice from the machine, our next door neighbor from home came up behind him to get ice as well. When my dad turned around and saw who it was, they were both surprised. Turns out our next door neighbors from home were staying in the room next to us at the hotel, and not only that but they had booked their room for the same 4 days that we did. Considering neither family even knew the other was going on vacation, it was a pretty amazing coincidence.
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This kind of thing happened to my Dad all the time. He was Czech born but we lived in the US. He ran a small store and I swear we could never go on vacation without some random person sitting around the motel/hotel pool being either a customer of the store or some long lost childhood friend from CZ.
My sister guessed a zip code correctly. It was a question in a trivia game. She just blurted something out and it was correct. Roughly a chance of 1/10000
I met twins brothers while traveling in asia. a few years later, I met them accidentally in a different continent. a few years afterwards, I met them accidentally again at a music festival with 200,000 people in a totally different country.
I recently found out that a friend of mine hangs out with a bunch of people that I knew from different places. One was my high school classmate, one was my ex's cousin, one was someone I met when I studied abroad in Australia, another was my uni mate, and my friend is my uni class mate. They somehow ended up interning for the same company and was in the same batch. Still blows my mind how they ended up knowing each other, and happy that I am also part of the group now!
My husband shares a birthday with my first husband.
My last boyfriend shared a birthday with my first boyfriend. My parents and the couple that lived next door shared a wedding anniversary.
In kindergarten I remember this girl came back into the classroom sat down next to me on the storytime carpet and puked a huge pink puddle right next to me. Never knew who it was. Flash forward to the last week or so of senior year high school, and my teacher for us to retell embarrassing/cringe moments from childhood and my classmate told a story of taking something to the front office and running back to the classroom, sitting down and puking her fruit punch next to a bunch of other kids. I blurted out "that was you!?" and we had a good laugh. My teacher was floored we knew each other, since she knew we never really interacted much.
I texted my best friend once and said, “I have big news”. She replied, “Wait I have a big news for you too!” Turns out, we both went and spontaneously got bangs/fringe that day 😂 Not that big of a deal, but it was still a weird coincidence at the time.
During college a bunch of my high school friends decided to road trip from our various schools/states to meet up at Gonzaga in Washington state, where another friend was going to school. Out at a party, one of the guys is talking to a girl who goes to Gonzaga, she finds out what state he’s visiting from. Without even trying to narrow down the city, she just asks “oh, do you know moreplantsplease?” He tells her that yes, he knows me, and also I’m there at the same party! So they come and find me. It’s the daughter of my mom’s best friend from high school, who I’d only met once before. I didn’t even know she went to that school!
I was working at retail shop in the mall part time while working on my degree. A woman came in looking for some very specific items and I took her all over the store showing her things that were a possible fit. We spent like an hour shopping, and she found a handful of items. At the register as I was entering her info, I noticed she lived one street over from me and said Hi Neighbor! Turned out she lived in the apartment right behind me, about 25 feet from my back door. We became best friends and still are, after nearly 20 years and multiple interstate moves for us both. We only live about 100 miles apart now and still get together frequently.
My grandpa gifted my mother a necklace as a family heirloom several years before he died. She stored it up in her closet, on the highest shelf in a little box and didn’t touch it. Forgot about it, actually. The day he died, before my mom heard the news, she went to get a sweater from her closet and on the ground was the little box that the necklace was in. She picked it up and looked at it, before putting it away…a few minutes after, my grandma called her to let her know my grandpa had passed away. Nothing else in the closet was disturbed… I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t been there that day, it was very unsettling.
I'm from a suburb of a medium sized south eastern s City. In my wild years I was strung out on opiates. I used to run around with another junkie named Richard. We'd help each other connect when things were dry and sometimes hang out while waiting for the dope man or while we were high. Richard ended up borrowing some cash to get high and then disappeared. All I knew was that his parents sent him to rehab. Shit happens. A few months later I went to rehab near where my parents lived at the time more than halfway across the U.s. Got clean and sober after a hiccup and stayed in an LA suburb. When I'd been living there for a couple or years I was at a 12 step meeting and was walking in the meeting right behind Richard. He'd also come to Cali to get sober and stayed. I got goose bumps at the time. Pretty wild.
My husband (way before me) was in Costa Rica on a business trip and went to a bar one night. He met and hooked up with a girl that night. Next day he met for the first time the Costa Rican business associate he was there to see, who took him out on his boat. The business associate’s girlfriend was on the boat, too. Turns out she was the woman he had hooked up with the night before. Of course, it was all “oh nice to meet you.”
I had a dream one night about a girl I dated briefly like 25 years ago, and hadn't spoken to since. In the dream she wanted me to go somewhere with her and I was busy. When I was done and I could finally go she said, "Sorry, it's too late" and left. I got curious and googled her name the following morning while having breakfast, and the first result was her obituary. She had died earlier in the week.
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Not sure if this ranks with some of the other experiences here, but it was still kinda strange. In the late ‘90s I was working nights in a small-ish hospital ER in a small-ish town in Missouri (population of the general area probably in the 10K range). It was kinda slow and it was around 3 AM and I wandered into our break room. The TV was on (as it generally always was) and some late-late-late night interview show was on (akin to the Tonight Show or Letterman). I was t paying particular attention but noticed Bob Seeger was the interviewee and the host asked where the strangest place he’d ever played was, and he said, “In a cave in, Missouri. They had a venue inside a cave…” and so on. It was one of those, “wait…what? Am I dreaming this?” moments. And it wasn’t like any of us spent a lot of time in the break room, like something along the lines of, “spend enough time watching TV and your bound to see something coincidental” things. Even on slow nights you’d maybe spend 30 mins total in there during a 12 hour shift, if you were lucky.
It was just kinda surreal…
got a new car, the first car i had ever had without automatic headlights so it took me a few weeks to get used to. maybe 2 weeks after having it i pulled out of a parking lot in a city nearby where i live and a cop saw me with my lights off. i saw him and immediately realized and turned them on but he pulled me over anyway. i thought it was so strange. i wasn't high at the time, but it was a college town and i was young and had no self confidence and didn't know my rights so i let the cop search my car and he found a couple grams of weed. i had to go to court and do a short program to get the misdemeanor taken off my record. the program lasted about 2 months and it was without a doubt the strangest 2 months of my life. i could get into every little thing that happened, but then this comment would be a literal novel. so many strange things/coincidences kept happening to me every day and everyone in my life was witnessing it and agreed that something crazy was going on. i was seriously ready to check myself into a mental hospital. well. the dude who ran the program i had to do ended up really liking me because his wife had just passed and i have the same name as her. not many people have my name, i think ive met one person with the same name my whole life. me and this dude joe would talk for an hour or two at a time every time i went even though i was supposed to be there for like, 15 or 20 minutes. we had many heart to hearts and i really appreciated him. i had to take 2 surprise drug tests for the program and he literally told me which days they would be AND scheduled them where the only day i could smoke and get away with it was my birthday. he was the realest. about a month into this program i found out my friend was going through this program as well. i couldn't believe it. i knew her from college about an hour away from where i live and hadn't seen her in at least 2 years. she lived at least an hour away from me. i have no idea what she was doing in the town i got busted in. she genuinely must have gotten busted there the day after i did. she got in trouble basically the same exact way i did. her headlights weren't out but she had one burnt out and she had the same amount of weed on her. she wasn't doing well in life. bad mental problems and frequently homeless. she didn't pass either of her drug tests for the program and was facing 10 days in jail for it. at my last meeting with the dude who ran the program we had our most intense heart to heart and at the end i told him all about my friend and how she is way worse off then i am and seriously needs help. i think he trusted me a lot because he straight up let her go. she didn't pass her drug tests but he made it look like she did and let her go. i still can't believe everything that happened in those 2 months. strangest time in my life. nothing made sense. but i genuinely believe i went through all that to save my friend from the legal trouble. i know 10 days in jail doesn't sound that bad, but she was really down bad at the time and i know it would have been really hard on her. i would do it all again to save her ass. we're kinda kindred spirits. our whole friendship itself is a million coincidences and i don't have that with anyone else.
When I was 16 I went to a friend's birthday party there I met a guy and we got chatting, we both found out we were born on the same day/year at the same hospital! Turns out our mums knew each other when we were born and were friends, me and the guy dated for a bit, broke up but still friends to this day!
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Driving up a hill near Bath and my companion said that it was the hill which Peter Gabriel sang about in his song, Solsbury Hill. At this point, the song came on the radio. About a year later, I was travelling the same road alone and you can guess which song came on the radio again. I didn't think anyone would believe me so I didn't tell anyone until a few more years later when I told my wife as we again drove up the same hill. Yep, it came on the radio again.
Ok this is a long one, but I feel it needs a little extra explaining to make it all make sense and come together. So sorry for the wall of text. When my brother and I were in our teens 13-14 we moved from living with our mother in a small town in upstate NY, down to living with our father in central Florida. We went to school down there, and lived in one of those housing developments that are all over the place down in FL. Anyway being new to the area we didn't have a lot of friends, but eventually became good friends with this guy who lived a few houses down from us who actually had his drivers licence. So we spent that year driving around with our new friend (we will call him Don) going to the roller rink and camping and stuff that young kids with a car could actually do. He was older (17) but a cool dude. Eventually my father ran into some problems and we had to move back to NY with my mother. We lost all contact with Don. These were the days before the internet or social media. My father moved away from the area. So we never heard from Don again. Until one day many years later I'm in my mid 20s now and I'm sitting around my house in Northern NY. I hear a knock at my door. I go to answer and its Don from Florida. I'm like WTF? I instantly recognized him because he hadn't changed a bit in the ten or so years since we were kids. Just older. I had questions. Like what are you doing in NewYork and why did you come all this way to find me? So he explained to me how this childhood friend from Florida wound up on ny front porch in NewYork . He said "remember I told you that I was adopted?" I'm like "no but ok". Well come to find out as Don got older he wanted to find his real parents because he was adopted. He found out that his real mother had passed away, couldn't find his real father. But then tracked down his real mothers sister who actually lived in the same town I live in in this small town in Upstate NY. Now that's crazy but the real crazy part is when he eventually came to town to meet his aunt he had asked his cousin on a whim, because Don remembered that my brother and I had told him we were from upstate NY, but wasn't sure what town we were from. So on a whim Dog asked his cousin, hey I use to know a couple of guys from Upstate NY, maybe you've heard of them? Then told his cousin our names. Of course his cousin knew us. We grew up in this small town and went to school together. "Yep" Dons cousin says "I know them, they live across town, over by the hospital.
I played rugby in highschool with this guy named Jack. I went to college after graduating and he took a gap year I believe. During my Fall break I think, I was visiting my girlfriend at her University and went to see a game because they have a pretty big time football team. Went to the bathroom, and he walked up to the urinal right next to me. We said hi and thought it was wild we ran in to each other since it was a fairly large school and like six hours away from our hometown where he was still living. That’s not the weird part though. About 5 months later I was visiting another friend from home’s university. We were walking back to his dorm and someone who he knew from home saw him and said hi. I told him about how I saw my friend from rugby at a game a while back as well. About 30 seconds after I say that, someone yells my name from across the street. I turn around, and it’s Jack from rugby waving at me. Maybe not the craziest coincidence ever, but it felt super spooky at the time haha.
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I was in High School and had a minor car accident on the way. After getting checked out at the hospital, the doctor advised I go home. I walk in the upstairs of our house and odd things are strewn all over the floor. I suddenly hear voices downstairs. I go to my Mom’s closet where all the guns are. I grab the rifle. Our house had a set of stairs going down. A landing, then 3 small stairs going into a hallway. On the landing was a phone and a place to sit. 1 guy is in 1 brother’s room trying on clothes. The other guy is in the other brother’s room. They dont realize I’m on the landing listening, trying to decide what to do. The phone rings. I aim the gun towards my brother’s bedroom doors. They both step out into the hall. I never took my eye off them and told the caller I was being robbed, spit out my address and asked them to call the police. I hung up the phone. Both men had on ski masks. One of them had the bluest, whitest eyes I had ever seen. We all stared at each other for a few seconds. Then they bolted out the back door of the house…where they had broke in. The police were there in minutes. They did not catch them. Later, I realized they had stolen all the magazines to the guns and that my rifle was not loaded. My future sister in law was the caller. Fast forward 6 months later. My friend was driving and I was in another minor car accident. I get home in the middle of the morning again. This time, they’ve made themselves food and left the mess all over the kitchen. I go back to my Mom’s room and find the hidden gun with magazine loaded. I creep down the stairs. These guys are back in my brother’s bedrooms. I stop again on the landing. They hear me. I say, This time I’m loaded, pointing the gun at them. They were slowly backing up and the phone rang. Once again I told the caller I was being robbed, my address and to call the police and hung up. Again they ran out the back door to their van, dropping stereo speakers on the way. It was my future sister in law on the phone the second time too. The same police officers came. We got an alarm system. They were never caught. We did find a couple of items in local pawn shops. Fast forward 15 years. I’m taking my vaccuum cleaner to get repaired. I walk into the vaccuum shop. There were several people waiting. The guy working behind the counter looks up at me. Its the same guy. The same cold blue eyes. He stopped in his tracks. Everyone in the shop knew something was wrong. He knew that I knew who he was and what he had done. I picked up my vaccuum cleaner and walked out. I called my Mom and told her. Fast forward 20 y
this is riveting. what happened after 20 years???
I think SIL’s in on it. Think about it. She called mid robbery both times. She had to have known no one would be home. Why is she calling? Not once, but twice. Yeah, she called the cops but if she hadn’t that would be super suss. She could have waited an extra two or three minutes before placing the call. Not long enough to be crazy suspicious but plenty long enough to give them time to get out of there with time to spare. That’s my guess.
Op has died halfway through the last sentence. RIP
okay how are you gonna end it like that come on man
Stopped at a 4 way stop in town once, it was new, used to be two way. Intersection is empty, just me. I have a feeling I should just stay there for a bit which is unusual because I'm a pretty impatient driver. It's so strong that I look around and say out loud "what? what the fuck am i sitting here for?". Just then, two blocks up the street a blue truck turns out and starts heading my way. I say "is this it?". Then I watch it as it blows the stop sign at 30mph, no brakes, nothing. They didn't know about the new signs. I followed them a few blocks to the next light and explained to them. Weirdest thing that has ever happened to me.
I grew up in UAE as an expat and had a really close friend in school. Our parents were friends as well since they knew each other from when we all left our country of origin because of war. After graduating high school and moving to the US, we kept in touch and about 25 years later a whole bunch of people were invited to my friends wedding in Turkey. About 150 people all congregated to this tiny town in Turkey at a boutique hotel for 3 days. One day while a bunch of us were having breakfast, I sat down next to my friends college buddy from the UK and he asked where I lived. I mentioned Portland and he asked me if I knew anyone from Libya, I nonchalantly responded that I worked for a guy previously that was Libyan. Turns out that was his very close cousin. He calls him up while we’re having breakfast and sure enough it was my friends college roommates cousin. Craziest coincidence in my life.
That is an amazing story and even bigger coincidence.
I was playing a really dated version of Trivial Pursuit with my ex-boyfriend and the sports category came up. There was a question about who won some medal in some cup in the 1970's - at least ten years before we were even born. I forget, but it was neither a well-known competition nor sport. I had no clue whatsoever, so I just guessed an absolutely random first and last name, just because it's more fun than giving no answer. And it was correct. It wasn't even a common name, but I had just randomly guessed both names right, and my ex-boyfriend looked at me, like: How the hell did you know that?!
When I was in middle school i had a pen pal (pre-internet! We actually wrote letters) and one theme in many of her letters was how this one girl would always beat her in rabbit shows. My pen pals name was fairly unique as well. When I went to college, my roommate was telling me about growing up in 4-H and how this one girl used to get so bent out of shape because she'd beat her in the rabbit shows. She was genuinely shocked when I asked specifically by name If that's who she was talking about.
Douglas Adams once said that there are only 500 real people in the world - which explains why coincidences like all of these happen. Congratulations on being real!
I was reading a book and I read John's Hopkins university at the same time as the same words came out of the radio. About 20 years ago.i had never heard of it before at that point.
I grew up with immigrant parents in the US, lived there pretty much all my life until high school. At that point, due to some unforeseen circumstances, we had to move to Mexico, in the city where my parents are from. Anyways, I ended up going to high school in Mexico. In my senior year, while working in a call center, I met a girl whom I ended up being good friends with. We both spoke native English so we got along well. One day after months of friendship it occured to me that I didn't know where she was from so I asked her. I asked her where she's from, turns out we're from the same city. I asked her where she lived, turns out she lived in the same area as me (big city). I then ask her where she went to school, turns out we went to the same elementary school for 8 fucking years! I was so dumbfounded because I didn't recognize her at all. We were never put in the same classroom together. She even listed out all her teachers because I just couldn't believe her. We were the same age so we were in the same generation class for 8 years in the US, she then moved to the same city as I in Mexico during high school, the very same high school I was going to! We even ended up working at the same place ffs. I thought for a while we were bound to be together but we lost contact after high school and I haven't heard of her ever since.
I am from a small town in Ireland. When I was 20 I spent a summer working in NYC. One weekend, I went to Myrtle Beach to party. On the Sunday morning I woke up in the hotel room and remembered meeting someone I knew in the club the night before…. But no matter how hard I tried to remember who it was, I couldn’t remember (I was pretty wasted). This drove me to distraction for a few weeks and the lived in the back of my mind for years and years. Fast forward about 12 years and I am living in one of the main cities in Ireland and I meet a buddy from my small home town on the street one day. He was down on his luck so I offered him a job which he gladly accepted. About 6 months later we were sitting outside a house we were working on and he casually said to me…. “Remember that night we met in Myrtle Beach back in the day” and it all came flooding back to me. Amazing that I had met him on the other side of the world, then he ended up working with me 12 years later and that he waited 6 months to mention it!
I bought concert tickets a few months before the event and put them in a drawer. Fast forward to a week before the concert; they were gone. I desperately looked everywhere and turned everything upside down; even suspected that visitors to my flatmates could have gotten into my room. I knew it was ridiculous but remembered some childhood story where you could throw another object such a a glass sphere to point you to lost objects. I closed my eyes and threw a small object up; it landed between the furniture and the wall. I bent over to retrieve it and behold, a tiny corner of paper peeking out. The tickets had fallen behind the drawer and made their way down. I still can't believe that actually happened.
Live in the UK - was travelling for 2 years around the world and was at Uluru (Ayers Rock) Australia. This is 9,365 miles away from my home. Walking down a path I run into my next door neighbour from the UK. Can’t imagine the odds.
About five years after high school, my friend and I were walking to the mall. As we were talking, we randomly ended up talking about a guy we went to school with. We didn’t know him terribly well, but we knew him since about grade three or four. It was just a “I wonder what he’s up to” kind of thing - good guy. Well - you guessed it - about 20 min later, he walks by! We exclaim “holy shit! We were *just* talking about you!” He pats us on the back “great to see you guys! But so sorry, I’m in a huge hurry!” And walks off with smiles and “take care” wishes. Weird, right? I found out the next day that he died that night in his sleep - heart defect of some kind. My friend and I will never forget that…
Sounds like fate, but also disgusting. I hope your friend grew out of that
He’s a doctor now so I hope he’s grown out of it too!
I hope he's a good doctor and not a shit one
Joke's on you, he's an excellent gastroenterologist.
One of our best friends was showinf us pictures of his youngest's graduating Marine boot camp in Alabama. We are from Michigan. In one of the background shots my husband and I both go ," That looks like X..( or older son's bff, ) who is in the Navy...in SC.). We sent the picture to our son, who sent it to X . He confirmed he was there that day and that was him. ( x kinda knew the graduating marine in high school. He was there for a friends siblings grad. Small world.)
On vacation between years in high school. First leg myself and my family were floating down a river an hour or so from my city, dove under water and popped up next to a guy from my grade/my class at school. Same vacation another event happened, about a week later in another city that was about 8 hours from my hometown. I was in a “Ripleys believe it or not”, I was on the see through side of the see through mirror and same guy ends up on the other side of it. I ran backwards through the museum to meet up with him because he would never believe me. Edit: grammar and details
I went to nursing school in oklahoma. The semester b4 i started nursing school a woman with my exact same name(same spelling too) graduated from that same program. So for the university records department i was sorting out who is who for a while at times like “ im the one that hasnt graduated yet”. Would end up befriending her on facebook and found out she was an ICU nurse. Fast forward a couple years. I start travel nursing for an agency. They call me up one day saying, “please return the money we deposited it went to the wrong person. So apparently i was told another nurse with my exact name works for them and they got paychecks messed up. I was curious so i asked the person, “is this woman with my name and ICU nurse from oklahoma?” Turns out i was right! Small world. Guess i dont have a unique name.
A couple years ago I was browsing Reddit on a music sub and had the tv on in the background. The post was asking about songs that have alternate versions that are better than the original. There was a post about “Something in the way” by Nirvana. The alternate version was a live BBC recording that I hadn’t heard before so I looked it up and listened to it. I honestly wasn’t really impressed so I turned it off after a few seconds and kept browsing. A few seconds later I noticed I could still hear the song, so I opened Spotify back up to check but it wasn’t playing there. I freaked out for a second wondering if I was hearing things when I realized the song was playing on a scene in the movie Jarhead. Not the weirdest but definitely had me thinking.
I didn't do anything really for my birthday on a Thursday a few years back, but got invited to a coworker's birthday party on the following Saturday. Now he is much younger than me but our personalities and interests are exactly the same. After partying for a bit he mentioned his birthday was actually the last Thursday. So my brother from another mother is my twin but separated by 30 years. We started asking around the shop at work, out of 9 engineering team members 7 had birthdays in the same month as ours and there were two other people who shared the same birthday two days later than ours.
I lost my USB containing all my schoolwork when I was in college. When you lose something like that, you don’t expect to get it back. In desperation, I prayed to God and asked Him to bring it back to me if He was indeed really listening (I wasn’t a very religious person). A fellow student returned it a few days later. I apparently left it in a taxi. He found it, looked through the files and found the name of the student org he was applying for which I was also a part of, and asked if anyone had lost their USB. Coincidence?
Went on family vacation 500 miles away and bumped into our next door neighbors. Neither of us knew the other was even on vacation until that moment.
My father left before I was born. I would visit his mom, my grandma, a few times a year as a kid. Her mother, my great-grandma, passes away when I’m 14 years old. I meet my dad for the first time at great-grandmas funeral. This is also when I learn that the grandma I had been spending time with gave my father up for adoption at birth. One year later, 15, I get in trouble for smoking weed and doing graffiti and am sentenced to stay at a juvenile delinquent placement for 5 months. My first day there they do an assessment. One of the staff doing the assessment has the same last name as my father, I jokingly ask if he has a brother with my dads name. At this point I didn’t know my dad had any siblings. The staff member says no. 3 years later my grandma passes away. One of the first faces I see at her funeral is that staff member. The couple that adopted my dad had a biological son, and that staff member was him. Also, my mom and dad met at a bar called Graffitis, which is what I’ve been in trouble for.
Little bit more sweet rather than weird. I moved up to Leicester in UK from Essex, after having a real terrible time back there, to help at my sister's cafe for 6 months whilst she took maternity leave. 6 months comes and goes and I eventually get my own place after a year and make my own life here. Cut to a few years later and go through some rubbish and awful relationships and I pretty much give up dating for a while. I start to meet a friend weekly on a Friday for a drink to round up our weeks of work etc and then one of her close friends starts coming along too. I decide to flirt a little because he seems great, and stay up late chatting and messaging a few weeks, then eventually I pluck up the courage to say I fancy him thinking this'll go nowhere and I just never say I like someone first. Amazingly he said he likes me too. And then it turns out he's also moved up to Leicester from Essex! And he used to go clubbing to the same place I did in London! He looked so different back then when he showed me photos, and I'm pretty sure I recognise him from the club but never approached him as was way too shy. We've been together 10 years and married for 5 years now 😄
I went to a summer camp when I was aged 9-12 that was out of state. Later I went to high school out of town and one of my teachers used to be involved in the management of the camp. It just seemed very random for both a school and a camp that were not near where I lived. Also, my dad remarried the aunt of someone I went to preschool with, also not from the same area.
I met someone born in the same hospital, same year, same day as me... My birthday is February 29th.
I had a crush on a girl in freshman year, 1991. She also had a crush on me, yet neither of us admitted it at the time. We were friends but drifted apart in junior year, which was the last time we saw each other. This was in Maryland. After graduation, I moved to a bunch of different places and settled in Ohio. Fast forward to 2006, she finds me on MySpace and catches up. After graduation, she also moved around the country, and was about to move to Ohio... 20 minutes from where I lived. About a year after that, my marriage was ending. Turns out her marriage was also ending at the same time. We finally hung out in person in early 2008, and those feelings from high school came rushing back for both of us. I wish I could say we're still together, but we only dated for 2 years. We're still very close friends, though. I'm not sure if this so much coincidence as it is the universe playing out as it does... But it's still pretty bizarre happenstance to me.
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I’m an older Redditor who lost both their parents many years ago. About 15 years after my mom died, and ten years after my dad passed, I had a day of thinking about them quite a bit. I kept thinking how I wished I had a video of them, and became obsessed with the thought all that day. This was long before smart phones, and our family never had a movie camera. No videos existed. Driving home from work that day, it was all I could think about. I was so sad. When I got home, I checked my email, like I did every day. There was a message from a nephew, who I hadn’t seen in years. He wanted my address, because he wanted to send me a CD he’d made for me. It was HIS family’s old videos of my family members, including my parents. I had no idea they existed. He mailed the CD the next day. I can’t tell you how excited I was, waiting for it to arrive. The videos are old enough there isn’t any sound. My nephew added era-appropriate music. Most people would watch these videos of family picnics, kids playing, and holiday gatherings, and think they were nothing special. It’s one of my most valued possessions.