The Strange Coincidences Archive

I was at a bar one night with friends after a party. I was about to buy a drink when this guy started talking to me. He was from the UK, and I was born in Australia.
It was idle chit chat for a while, until he started talking about capricorns. I said, I am a Capricorn, and and he said he was too.
I then asked when is your birthday, and he responded in exactly the same manner that I normally would! The 11th of the 1st 1974. I was gobsmaked. We had exactly the same birthday. I know alot of people born on my birthday, but to meet someone randomly at a bar who was born on the other side of the world, on exactly the same day really amazed me.
And we even work in the same industry.

Actually this isn’t a description of any one particular coincidence that has happened to me, because I have had so many over the past 11
years. And as time has gone on, they have gotten bigger, more complex, and well, the only word is ‘cleverer’.

These days I can easily experience SEVERAL HUNDRED coincidences easily the equal (in terms of ‘odds againstness’) that are detailed in this website, IN JUST ONE SINGLE DAY!

A rough estimate is I have experienced over FOUR MILLION in the past 11 years, and maybe more before that. Because 11 years ago (thanks to a car with the reg plate no 666 constantly disappearing and reappearing either right behind me, and then in front of me, and then behind me again no matter where I went it went too! Every turn I took it took too, when I driving home from work.) was only when I started to notice them.

And ALL the coincidences (in the earlier days) were to do with the number 666.

Now before anyone starts saying ‘Hey it’s OK don’t worry, 666 isn’t the devil’s number’ well IT IS! AND I HATE THESE COINCIDENCES, which is something no-one else on this website appears to have said.

666 IS THE DEVIL‘S NUMBER because my coincidences have since evolved, they are no longer just the number 666, but ANYTHING ELSE that has a connection (names, numbers, places, anything) to the devil also!

Not only that THEY are always in the right place. And ALWAYS connect too, and so curse, and so ruin, ANYTHING I would otherwise enjoy in life.

So thanks to these coincidences I HATE LIFE, I HATE GOD FOR NOT DOING ONE SINGLE THING TO HELP ME, AND I LIVE IN CONSTANT TORMENT!

HOW DO YOU KILL COINCIDENCES ONCE AND FOR ALL?

Feel free to email me, BUT NO TIME WASTERS OR MICKEY TAKERS!

My friend Andrew used to play in a Queen tribute band as a keyboard player. The band had been going for many years by the time he joined. Some time after he joined, the band were browsing photographs at the lead singer’s house. One photo contained all the band members taken at an actual Queen concert. But the photo had been taken BEFORE Andrew joined the band at a time when he didn’t even know them. He just happened to be standing beside them at the gig, and got included in their photo by mistake.

About twenty years ago, we got our first push button phone. Back then, phone numbers where I live consisted of six digits. One day, my mother was cleaning the phone, rubbing a damp cloth over the receiver, and then cleaning the buttons. She was making no noise except for her breathing. About a mile away, the phone starts to ring in a house, whose phone number at the time was 321321. They answered the phone, and hearing nothing but breathing, thought it might be an obscene phone call. They were on the point of hanging up, since the breathing was continuing and no one was responding to their greeting. Finally, my mother realised a voice was coming from the phone and discovered it was my dad’s first cousin she had rung by mistake.

My Mother was telling me to never smoke and showing me what it does then my grand dad came in and started saying that smoking was the best thing that ever happened to him and this is why. many years ago when he was in world war 2 he and his friend were walking in no mans land when he realised his cigaretts were back in the trench so he ran back to get them. When he got back he saw that all his friends were dead and he saw a bombshell next to them. His cigaretts had saved his life

i was up in ohio with a good friend of mine for my best friend’s brothers funeral. he had passed away the week before. he was 24, and his name was donald everett blair. well, about two hours after the funeral ended, my friend who came with me received a phone call. she baby-sits in her spare time, and it was one of her clients friends who had called. she apparently got my friends number from her friend just incase she needed a baby-sitter. i heard them speaking for a while, and then saw my friends jaw drop. when they got off the phone she relayed the woman’s message…

apparently the woman was just calling to inform my friend that her client had just had a baby a couple of hours ago, and thought it appropriate to inform her. when my friend asker her the name of the new baby, the woman replied “emma blair thompson.”

Here’s one. About 10 years ago I first contacted my great aunt, who told me my father’s great grandmother and her sister, Faith and Phoebe, had come from England, a small village called Morchard Bishop. I phoned my sister, who had recently moved from America to England to tell her. Without knowing anything about these ancestors my sister had also named her two daughters Faith and Phoebe and had bought her house there, 2 miles from Morchard Bishop.

Here’s a wierd one for you Christians, my name is john and i was born on march 16, hints to the famous bible verse john 3:16

On several occasions, I may be out shopping for instance. I will see a stranger that reminds me of a person I haven’t seen in a while. Before the end of the day I would run into that person I waa reminded of.

I could also be doing random things like watching tv, reading, or driving my car while listening to the radio. I would see, read or hear something insignificant. Almost instantaniously something like a tv show or commercial, a sentence in my book, or a radio program would correlate to what I was doing. For example I was reding a book, while tv was on. As I was reading, the book mentioned “Atlantic City, NJ”. Next thing I know in the background a commercial for the Atlantic city tourism comes on. This happens almost daily to me.

On June 5th, 2004 I took my cousin to a party in San Jose. This evening would be the first night that my cousin, Claudine, would come down from San Francisco to party with me. When we arrived at the house, there were already at least 100 people there and we were greated by my freind’s housemate, Caz. Caz and my cousin, Claudine, hit it off and ended up hanging out all night long. Meanwhile, I was introduced to a boy named “Bug” and WE instantly hit it off and hung out all night long!!! Caz and Claudine are engaged to be married , and “Bug”,aka Jason, and I are engaged to be married as well!! We have been couples since that day!! If we wouldn’t have went to that party we would have never met out future husbands!!!