The Strange Coincidences Archive

About 8 years ago, I decided to leave London for a few weeks and went on holiday to a remote part of Tunisia with my best friend. We were in the hotel lobby and decided to call home- we went up to the receptionist and asked to use the phone- he asked us to give him the number- he would dial it and then pass it over- as we gave it to him, he stopped and stared and said “is this Croydon in London?” and we were like “yeahhh…” and he said “I used to live next to the Swan pub!” As it turns out,he used to live the next street up from my friend! We travelled three hours to a different continent for a really strange coincidence!

I heared this while listening to the radio this morning.
There was a cardboard box sat outside of the entrance to an army base in Engald about a year ago. The box was noticed by the employees and the bomb disposal unit was called, who carried out a controlled explosion of the box.
After the explosion, on further investigation, the officers discovered that it was not an explsive at all- it was infact an undelivered box of pamphlets about what to do with suspicious looking packages.

July 27th I got off a grayhound bus after running away across the country.Two years later
July 27th I was violently robbed and ended up in the hospital with 27 stitches in my head!Approximately two years later
July 27th I miraculously was vindicated of a crime I didn’t commit.Four years later…I called my parents.
July 27th they flew to where I was and brought me home.
July 27th marks the date I met a partner that beat me until the courts intervented and locked them up.
Now I am freak out because I just realized my new partners birthday is none other than JULY 27th! I have had miracles and near death all wrapped around this date what does it mean, i a mean could this all actually be just coincidence? What should I prepare for this time?

I have had quite a few coincidence’s throughout my life…here are a few.

-My grandmother died in 2000, and my grandfather died in April 2002. My birthday is in May, and i recieved a check from my aunt and the check number was 3702…the address of my grandparents house.
-In 1996, I attended driver’s ed, to learn how to drive. I met a guy named Robert, and we clicked instantly over the next few weeks. Class ended and we never saw each other again. In 2001, my best friend and I decided to stop and go inside to eat at Taco Bell. Five minutes later, Robert walked in with his friends. We are great friends to this day.
-In November of 2005, my mom and I took our dogs on a little walk like we have been every week for a few years. We saw another girl there with the same dog we have and we got to talking. I had just applied as a police dispatcher, and it turns out, she was one of the lead dispatchers where I applied. I had a scheduled meeting with her the following week. In all the years I had gone on walks with my dogs there, I had never seen her til that day. I got the job, and we are now best friends.
-One day my boyfriend and I were driving home from a hike. I wasn’t tired, but i felt the urge to lie down in the passenger’s seat. We were talking, when all of a sudden a car side swiped my boyfriend’s car, and the passenger side mirror hit the side window and shattered the window everywhere. The police said that had I been sitting up, the glass would have hit my face and i would have scratches all over my face. I only had a few scratches on my legs.
-In 2000, I went to Germany with my school during spring break. We visited Dachau, the concentration camp. I felt odd being there, and it was a moving experience. I took pictures, but I was never pictured in them. I picked up a pin for my grandfather, a WWII Army veteran. I came home, only to learn that my grandfather was one of the first to liberate the Dachau camp.
-I lived in London in 2002. My dad and I have been Angel baseball fans for years. He had been getting season tickets since 1998. The year I decide to live in London is the year he decided NOT to get season tickets. This was also the year they won the world series, and I was living in London at the time so I missed the world series.
This next one is the weirdest one…
-In 2000, my boyfriend and i were on our way to the county fair. it was around 11 in the morning and when we got to the fair, i had the urge to call my cousin who lives in San Diego. I called and her line was busy. Then I called my mom (for some odd reason) and asked her if everything was ok with my cousin. She asked why I had called, and I told her I just had a weird feeling. My mom told me that when I was calling my cousin, the line was busy because my cousin was calling my house to tell me that her fiance was killed in a car accident. I don’t know what came over me, but i felt the urge to call my cousin because i knew something was wrong.

I am not a very religious person. Do things happen for a reason? Maybe. I am grateful for these experiences, and hope I have more. Anyone else have these coincidences?

I worked for my husband’s insurance agency for many years, and was
very unhappily married. After almost 10 years, we divorced. The office where I worked always faced a little beauty salon. Well, I met a man on the 6th day of April and we got married. It so happens
the little salon across from the office I always stared at, is named
the Davis Salon, and its address is 402. I have always been amazed at numerology, and realized the coincidence of the man I married his last name is Davis, and we met on April 6, and 4 plus 2 equals 6. Before i married this man, I dated a man seriously born on Jan. 24th,
but the man I married was born on Jan. 25th, and a man I had casually dated was also born in January, but cannot remember the
number of his birth date. All my life I have noticed birthday coincidences and find it an interesting subject. I see this in families a whole lot. One time I was in a variety show in an amusement park, and my birthday is the 12th of Feb., the act before
me was a banjo player, born on Feb. 11th, and the act after me, was a tap dancer born on Feb. 13th, life can be strange, and I truly do believe that numbers sometimes are amazing, and rule the world.

My parents were born on the exact same day of the same year, grew up on opposite ends of the country, yet ended up meeting. Today, they are still happy and in love.

My older sister just got married to a guy she met completely by chance—she needed someone to paint her new house and she answered his craigslist add. Later, they realized that they also have the exact same birthday, exact same year. They are very happy and in love.

I am currently a Nursing student, and these are just a few coincidences surrounding a Biology class I am in.
* On my first day of class, the Biology professor had us draw numbers to determine the seating arrangement. I drew #4, literally front and center. During midterms we had to draw numbers again in which I drew #4. Now thinking of it, the unknown bacteria that I have been working with all semester is unknown #4.
* While searching online (google image) about a lake I had planned to go on vacation, I came across a news article about a shark being found in the fresh water lake hundreds of miles from the ocean. The marine biologist quoted in the article was the professor. This vacation spot is not near my town nor was the professor when quoted.
* I brought a sample of calcium carbonate to class to examine under the microscope and on a quiz that night, a wrong answer to a question was the white cliffs of dover, which is composed of calcium carbonate, and was totally irrelevant to the question. Just strange because there I was with the “white cliffs of dover” in my book bag. He made the remark as well.
* While reading about phisiognomy (how facial features indicate personality types), I google image searched “broad forehead” and landed on a horrible male chauvanist blog about how there have been very few women of science due to inferior intellegence. An image on this blog was the exact image that the professor had used in a power point presentation. I get to class later that night and the professor was lecturing about all of the reasons why there are less women in scientific fields (sympathetically), in a way insiting the class, who are mostly females, to persue science. I am very tempted to ask if he had retrieved his image from that blog and read it’s contents, as it seemed that he could have been having an argument with the author of that blog. What makes this a coincidence is that I had google searched “broad forehead.”
There have been many more coincidences and too many to list here, but what makes this all so very surreal, is that I went into nursing because of my deep interest in science. While I have never been a big believer in destiny, I see this accumulation of strange events as a “sign” to change careers.

We met this family when we lived in Romania, they were our neighbours, later on we moved to Prauge, and the same family we our neighbours, we did not plan it and they had diffrent jobs, it did not stop, when we moved to Canada, the did to and the same city, this time they lived 10 minutes from our house, we did not know they were there until we meet at the local pool, it was weird they they had followed us to 2 new locations, and that we ran into them.

There are no real coincidences. God plans all. I am educated and of sound mind. I could never really explain how it felt as if someone were reading my every thought, that is until I found it to be true, and beware that not every thought is yours. I have too many things that would seem coincidental, and bizarre, that happen on a daily basis.

1) I have always found 9/11 to be to strange and coincidental. 9/11 and 911. Yikes. Well, I left a job of 8 years, to work the graveyard shift because I wanted family health insurance. I am an avid believer that health care is in need of reform, and there should not be riders on pre-existing conditions.

I had quit my job in August,8/04, and immediately began the other. I was working the graveyard shift for a little over 2 years when I started getting anxiety and struggling with depression. I figured it was most likely due to the lack of sleep, but there was no medical reason for not being able to sleep, especially when your desperately lacking it. Well a new neighbor just moved in across the street, and the old saying the grass isn’t greener on the other side came up.

It wasn’t too long afterwards, I filed for divorce, this was in December and became aware that my oldest son’s father and his wife had filed for divorce as well, around the same time. I had no way of knowing this coincidence, as I rarely talk to him, and they live in a town 30 miles away. A few months later before the divorce is final, I make an attempt to save my marriage and start counseling, and stop the divorce proceedings. Again, my son tells me his father and stepmom have done the same. Well, I end up moving out, and begin the divorce proceedings again, only aware that it takes 120 days. Well, I found out later, my son’s biological father has also filed again. I did not like this man, in fact, I have feared him. I have heard rumors of abuse, and had him harrass me in the past.
After nearly 8 months of lacking adequate sleep ,I could hardly function and left my job in 8/07, only to return to my previous place of employment. I was more aware then ever that someone or shall I say something, was controlling my body and mind. Creating fears, messing with my thoughts, etc. I would wake up at 3:11 during the night and have strange thoughts. This was the anniversary date of my marriage. My divorce was final on, if you have not guessed it, 9/11.

It does not end there. I began avoiding clocks, would turn them over, etc. Then when I would go for walks I began looking at house numbers and had this pounding sense of “reverse psychology” in my head. I felt that God wanted me to reconcile with my ex, but I was not willing to do so.

I slowly began to realize how he had manipulated my exact location, because when I left my ex, I had moved to an apartment on the other side of town, and across from my apartment, I view the address numbers in reverse 113 and 119.
The grass is greener on the other side because there is very little grass on my premises.

Not only is this odd, but I had been undecided about having more children when I left my ex. We had one child together, and we had discussed having another right during our reconciliation, and of course with my graveyard shift, I couldn’t even comprehend the thought. I had always worried, if anything had happened to one of my children (I only have 2, both boys) if I would regret not having another, and I also made it a point to do the math, and said, ugh we would be 54 before the potential youngest would turn 18. I also figured we would end up having another boy, and I had wanted a girl. I know parenting is for a lifetime, but I had my first child when was 18, and was looking forward to having free time and hobbies, or what some would consider, a life.

2)I decided to have tubal ligation, and I am not only constantly aware of the address numbers being in reverse, but I also have to look at the neighbors van outside with the large letterings Reproductive Solutions.

3) Coincidence- at the exact same time I moved in here, another man, age 54, did also. We are the only original tenants still in this apartment building. We have lived here for a little over 3 years to the date. His son was involved in a vehicle accident when he was seventeen, he is now 28. This man had commented about the events leading up to the accident: He bought his son a truck and found him a job to keep him out of trouble. Alot of his friends were out doing who knows what, and he did not want his son “running around” or hanging out with the wrong crowd.

Ironically, this did not prevent his son from averting GOD‘s fate. He will never be the same, suffered many injuries, although he did gain back some mobility and is able to walk, he did suffer some brain damage and is uncapable of living independently. I don’t think it was a coincidence we both ended up living in the same apartment building, moving in at the same time.

I go to the bar. My buddy Chris is there.The pretty barmaid has her college homework spread out on the bar.She’s studying from a book called “Personality Disorders.”
I ask Chris what his favorite personality disorder is.He says kleptomania-that he’s going to steal everything.
I tell him mine is pyromania and that I’ll burn all the stuff he steals.I said I bet yours is on page 666.
I ask the barmaid to see the book.
Pyromania was on page 665.Kleptomania was on page 666.