The Strange Coincidences Archive

Roger Munns,the feeling that u have seen something,or someone b4 is known as deja vu.and it happens to me all the time.thats when u go
“hey..ive seen that scene before…”

This is a coincidence which happened to my dad…

Just last week my dad needed to call his boss Anne.
so he dialled her number and called it.Then someone picked up.
it was a man.My dad was sure the voiced sounded familiar and the man said

“Hello?Oh!Bro?that you?”

it was my fathers younger brother.I mean of all people,his brother?
it turned out their numbers were exactly teh same,just for the last 2 numbers were switched in position.

My (new) wife and I visited Dublin in Ireland for a short 3 day break. During the holiday we visited a whisky factory which did tours round the (now disused) process of producing the liquor. At the end of the tour we were all relaxing at the bar when I heard my name called out and saw a close aquaintance from past times and his wife had also been on the very same tour. I had not seen them for 3 years.
The factory do about 4 tours each day. Stewart was also in Dublin for a short break.
Another time about 15 years ago my wife and I took a last-minute, short break to Tunisia. This was in November, not many tourists thre. One day we were relaxing, having a coffee sitting outside a small bar. In the distance – probably 100 metres away – we saw a couple walking across the street and remarked that they looked a bit like our neighbours back in UK.
When we got home and were talking to our neighbours we found out that it had been them we saw!! They were also taking a short break holiday but had travelled out with a different tour operator.

Reading through some of these coincidences I was reminded of another strange event that happened to me. About 20 years ago we were selling our house and had a Mr Sharp interested. He came round and looked over the house two or three times. He went on to buy the house. During the period he was deciding whether or not to buy the house, we had other people sent over by the Estate Agents. One of these people was a Mr Blunt!!

I was travelling to school in the car when a sign board in a bus shelter with some beautiful pictures of mountains caught my eye. As I read it out, (‘Size does matter – ski value tours’) my dad turned on the car radio just as an ad for those exact same ski value tours played out!

A couple of weeks ago, I awoke from a dream wherein my father had put up U.S. flags all over the exterior of his house, as well as on our cars in the driveway – there were U.S. flags EVRYWHERE.

I called my father, who lives across the country, and related my dream to him. He thought it a strange dream, as did I. We hung up.

My father called me back a few minutes later. He had told his fiancee about my dream. He must’ve forgotten (because she had promptly pointed out to him) that he was wearing a red, white and blue U.S. flag polo shirt.

So is this a strange coincidence? Today I asked to get a phone number using my name ‘Tara’ and after they gave it to me I realized that my name is the same as my birthday!!! 8272 BIZARRE!

An addition…. my name backwards is my chinese zodiac sign…. A RAT

I went to the gym and worked out last night. Chest. And, of course, my chest hurts today (it’s a good hurt, though). Anyway, I was washing my hands, thinking about a line from a comedian named Monique – I had seen her on TV in a stand-up show called “Queens of Comedy,” and had downloaded a couple of her skits about 6 years ago. Anyway, I was thinkig about her skit, “Self Esteem,” the patr when she says: “My chest hurts you smart motherf———r!” I laughed to myself.

I then went back to my office and started working at my computer. Before doing so, however, I opened my iTunes window and clicked “play.” I have it set up to play the songlist randomly.

From over 1,000 songs/soundfiles, the first one to play was the “Self Esteem” skit from Monique’s stand-up routine.

This same thing happened to me with another song last week.

Coincidence? I think not. But I don’t know what it means, either.

I volunteer at a young girls art program.

There was a girl who was very rude to me in the program.

I was always very nice to her but she kept giving me attitude.

That night I talked to my boyfriend about it and how much I wished

she wouldnt come to the program anymore so i wouldnt have to deal

with her crap.

The next day at the program, I found out that the mean girl couldnt

come anymore!

No more disrespect from her!