The Strange Coincidences Archive

I was at work as a check out chick and i was thinkking how customers dont appreciate us much, and how it would be nice to be treated nicely for once, at that second the customer said to me “you are a very friendly person, thankyou!” i was like wow

I have worked for the same large national UK company (100,000+ employees) for about 29 years. I started out as an apprentice as part of a small intake on 1st September 1975.When one day my laptop went faulty I reported to our central IT department and a guy arrived to fix it a couple of days later. To my astonishment the laptop engineer turned out to be one of the other apprentices I had started with all those years ago.
Whilst he was fixing the laptop we talked about the old days and the other people we originally joined up with – some whom had left many years since. We realised that it was at least 20 years since we had last seen each other.
Then I realised the date 1st September 2004!!!

While attending college in California in 1980–81, I had a good friend whose surname was Jones. One day, while sitting in the bleachers watching a track meet—for no particular reason other than feeling a little crazy—I turned to him and said out of the blue, “You’re name isn’t ‘Jones,’ it’s ‘Hamby’” (or some similar five-letter name). He looked at me as if he had seen a ghost. He went on to tell me that his father had somehow killed a man and thereafter went by the name ‘Jones.’ There was no way that I could know that.
But what was more surprising was, his father’s real last name was only one letter off from the fictitious name I had just made up and blurted out.

[Please use only my initials and no e-mail address]

Submitted by: MWF

Back in 1996, I just finished graduate school, got married in Oklahoma and started a new job in North Carolina. Surprisingly I learned my supervisor used to be an officer in the navy as I did.A few months later, my wife and I went to dinner with him and his wife. After a short period of time, the discussions turned to astrology signs and I mentioned my wife and I were both Aries. He asked me my birthday and I told him. He asked to see my driver’s license. It was the same month, day and year as his. My wife piped up and said when she was born. My supervisor got a strange look on his face and turned to his wife. He asked her to give him her driver’s license and then asked for my wife’s. They were the same month and day. A chill went through the room and we all laughed and had another beer. Never knew what happened to them.

When my friend was writing in her diary about me, I thought I heard her, but she wasn’t calling me. Can you explain this, please?

While standing in a queue in greece for the post box about 12 years ago, my father had a quick glance at the post card of the person in front to see the address, as you do if bored in a queue! He was rather surprised to find that it was addressed to his Aunt and the person holding it was a distant cousin. He introduced himself and we spent a good evening saying ‘what a coincidence and what a small world it is’!
reading some other entries here, I have noticed that I am not the only one to predict songs on the radio before they happen, something that I find very weird. My sister also predicted my high school exam results 100% perfectly in a dream, and the result of a competition in which she said we’d win a silver, when we could have come anywhere from 1st to 12th.

Seems like a lot of these are just scary tales rather than coincidences.
I got a good one.

I have always been facinated with dreams and have never had trouble recalling them the next day. One day I was telling a friend about a dream I had the night before in which he (the friend) and I were driving up into the mountains (Big Bear, CA) with two other people in the back seat who I couldn’t see clearly. The car lost control after hitting a patch of ice and proceeded to crash though the guardrail and soar off the steep cliff.

During the conversation, my brother had walked into the room and when I noticed him, he was pale and his mouth was open. I asked him what was wrong and he replied, “I had the same dream”. Thinking that he meant that he had a similar dream, I asked him, “What do you mean?” He then told me that his friend and he were the two in the back seat and that he couldn’t make out the two figures in the front seat. Other than that, the dreams were identical.

Needless to say, we cancelled our annual snow trip to Big Bear and went the beach instead.

I met a man over a year ago and we started seeing each other not on a regular basis but casually. In July and August 2003 i saw him twice: Thursday 31st July and Friday 15th August. In our meeting in August, we had a bit of a kiss and a cuddle. For reasons which i wont go into, we decided that it was better for us to be friends and so, we did not see much of each other. i did phone him and, occasionally i invited him over but he always declined.
I gave up trying to see him as he always let me down.

i arrived back from holiday 2004 and the day after, i was sitting reading when out-of-the-blue i got a phone call from this man. I hadnt spoken to him for almost a month and it was unusual for him to phone. He wanted to see me and so we arranged to meet up.

He was very much surprised and amazed, when i told him that it was a year to the day (Friday August 13th 2004) when we had last met up in my area.

(i am not sending name/email address as i do not want it included)

I have experienced coincidences too numerous to keep track, but I believe the most remarkable one was the first which happened about 15 years ago. I throw dice for inspiration when I have time to fill. At this point in my dice-obsessed career I was using a biographical dictionary and the throw landed me at the leader of a New England Indian tribe, the only tribe totally independent from the BIA then. I decided to visit their Penobscot village while also seeing my Boston cousin. After flying to N.E., I took a bus up to Maine. I didn’t count on reaching the village on Columbus Day and was upset that it was totally shut down.The trip had been great so I decided to “write off” the Indian project and return to LA. Imagine my surprise when another Penobscot leader was featured on national news a couple days later explaining why the tribe closes their doors to non-Indian tourists on Columbus Day. (Almost all my coincidences have involved the dice.)

I have a specific friend that I go out with and she’s the only girl I do go out with and it’s normally on Thursdays and Saturdays. This past Friday we decided to go out and went to a new hang out. While standing around a guy came up to me asked me if my name was Nicole. I said yes it was. He said we use to chat online some in the past. He told me his screen name and I did remember him. However, it’d been months since we last talked and when we did talk it was only like 2–3 times. Then Sunday I was getting ready to leave to get my lunch for the day when my cell phone rang. It said private number on it and I almost didn’t answer it but thought it might be the new guy so I did and it was my friend wanting to know if I wanted to have lunch with her. This in itself was weird because other than go out, we NEVER do anything with each other, much less have lunch on a Sunday. So, we went to the mall for lunch and who do we run into? The guy from Friday night!!