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I ran into a guy in Afghanistan that I went to high school with. This was ten years after we graduated, and in high school, we were arch nemesis…Fist fights 4 times… hated each other.When meeting in combat overseas, we welcomed each other and just talked about old memories for the evening .Next day, I got shot, and it went through my vest… he pulled me out as I would’ve died…He took a few rounds in back while pulling me out. 2 hours later he died in my arms while we prayed together, saying, I love you man!I went and saw his parents in our hometown after returning to tell them what occurred. They remembered we hated each other.I’ll never forget this.Typing this has a tear rolling down my cheek…Cheers all!
1.) I spent the night in a b&b in a small town in France and had a dream about my good friend. It was super vivid. Uncannily so. The next morning over breakfast I looked at the guest book and saw he had stayed there a few weeks before me. I waited until it was morning in the States and called him, figuring it was a sign to reach out. His wife answered and told me he had passed away earlier that night.2.) we had a picnic in a park for a free summer concert and someone took a picture of my wife and I. In the background is another family with a small kid staring at the camera. The woman was a foster mom and two years later we were matched with a kid - it was the same one staring at the camera. We didn’t notice this for a long time until the foster mom was over (she’s now family) and noticed herself in the background of our photo on our digital frame. Our first family photo before being a family!
I sat next to my doppelgänger on a flight.Same name, same birthday—we were both headed to weddings. Here’s the kicker: our dates were long-lost siblings reuniting. It felt like the universe hit copy-paste on our lives. Mind blown!
I randomly met a boy on the beach while visiting my grandmother. I was 10 he was 14. I’m American, He’s English.Years later I’m on a message board trying to find out if Dead Like Me is coming back. Begin conversation with random guy on message board.It’s him.We meet up and get married within months. 20 years and 3 kids later….
I wore a simple silver pinkie ring every day for years until I lost it. For two years, I never wore anything else on that finger.Went shopping recently and found a cool ouroboros ring (snake eating its tail) and started wearing it on that finger. Literally thought to myself when I decided to buy it: “I guess it’s time to give up on my other ring coming back to me.“Less than 24 hours later, I pulled a plastic bag out of the tube I keep them in and my old ring fell out onto the floor.I’m wearing them both now since obviously the original ring was jealous.
I went to Iceland last year and didn’t announce it to anyone or anything. I was driving the south coast and took a side quest to a waterfall. Was minding my own business and heard someone say ‘you look just like my friend!’. I turned around and I WAS the friend. Ran into a girl I went to high school with (we grew up in a very small rural town) that I had not seen in probably 5 years? We just happened to be at the same waterfall, in Iceland, at the exact same time, with neither of us knowing the other was visiting the country. Definitely one of the most random and cool things that’s happened to me in a while.
My then-girlfriend and I drove a couple hours to the beach, hiked into the dunes a 1/2 mile, set up tent in the sand and spent the night. Next day we take down the tent, hike back, and realize we don’t have her car keys after looking through everything twice. I go back and start randomly, hopelessly sifting through the sand around the campsite, doing a grid, thinking there’s no way I’m going to find her keys. Finally my foot hits keys! I reach down and pick up…MY keys, which I didn’t know I’d even brought, which I would have never found when I got all the way home because I didn’t think I’d even brought them.Then I kept sifting and found her keys.
This happened recently. . .I was always a huge reader as a kid, and I was an English major in college as progression of this. There has always been one writer in particular (will leave this vague for anon) that I’ve always, from a young age, been really focused on. This person has written many books, but several are not well known to the general reader. In college, I did a year-long independent study on this writer’s work and bought and read their complete works, but because I’ve made a lot of moves as an adult, I no longer have the same book collection. I’ve had to sell and rebuild a few times.Recently, I realized I didn’t have a copy of one of the less well known novels. Since that won’t do, I decided to order a used copy from Thriftbooks. The copy I chose was the same edition as the one I had previously owned, and the cover was the same. Cool. I’ll tell you, my brain almost melted when I opened the book and saw my own margin notes from a lifetime ago. I had donated the book to a local used book store in ~2009. Somehow it ended up at Thriftbooks and was then returned to me in 2024. This is one of the author’s lesser works, but the writer is well known, so there are still multiple editions of this book and many copies are available online.
A friend saw me at a busstop so he came and shook my hand. Then he said “Sorry, you look like someone I know.“That’s when I realized it wasn’t my friend and this guy just really looks like him. We both just happened to look like someone else in eachothers life.
I was once in the military and stationed at a small base where everyone knew everyone. There was one guy who the girls thought a little strange, but harmless, I’ll call him, Joe Smith. Whenever my then wife or I would say or do something dumb, the other would say, “You’re as dumb as Joe Smith”. Fast forward 10 years. We haven’t said his name in all that time and we’re on the other side of the world. She did something dumb, I say the key phrase and we got a good laugh at that. 30 minutes later Joe Smith walks into the bar’s patio and comes up and greets us. Turns out he joined the Merchant Marines and his ship was in the local harbor.
1st date- we’re going over all our background stuff and it gets to “where did you go to school?” She mentions her high school and I mention that I was a camp counselor there for many summers. She whips off her sunglasses and says, “That’s where I know you from!“I did the quick math and realized she wasn’t another counselor when I was there. She was a camper! I asked her if this was weird, and she said she was cool. (I was 40 and she was 30 when we started dating)We’re celebrating our 3rd wedding anniversary this fall.
I was studying abroad halfway around the world when I met a guy who asked if he could sit down and practice his English with me. He explains that he had learned as an exchange student in the US but hadn’t had a lot of opportunities to speak it since. What part of the US, I ask? “Oh, they sent me to the middle of nowhere. A tiny little nothing town. You wouldn’t have ever heard of it.” Well, I’m from the midwest, it’s worth a try.It turns out he’d spent a year in my parents' hometown, a town of 5k in northern Missouri. I’ve spent months of my life in this town. I’m probably somehow related to his host family. But he’s right, 99.99% of Americans would never have heard of it.
Put an offer in on a house on a Friday. That same weekend Sunday, started using an online dating app after recently getting divorced. First and only girl I’m talking to seems pretty awesome. I ask if I can pick her up to take her out to eat. Tells me her address. Her house is 6 houses down on the same exact block as mine. Been married almost 3 years with 2 amazing kids.
My (now ex) wife and I were heading down the interstate, we were in a neighboring state, and it was pretty late at night.We see a car pulled over with it’s flashers on. It’s late, we are in the middle of nowhere, so we decide to stop and see if they need help.We notice it’s a lone woman. I’m a good dude, but I’m big (6'3, 240lbs) and a bit rough looking (prominent facial scars, arms tatted up), so my wife steps out with me. It’s a good thing too, because it was her childhood best friend.We were all 3 hours away from home, it was just really bizarre. I changed her flat tire, and we headed home convoy style.
I arrive in Athens a day early late at night and the hotel I’m booked at can’t accommodate me until the next night. The front desk manages to find me a room at a different hotel down the street. I get to my room around 3 in the morning and head to my balcony to see the view. I hear two girls on the balcony below me speaking French. Suddenly one of them snorts and lets out a very distinct laugh and I very quietly call down “Jen?”. It was my college girlfriend who I hadn’t spoken to in seven years.
Was at the state fair with some friends in high school. My friend ran into his 1st grade teacher and was surprised that she still remembered him after all of those years. After they’re done talking, we walk away and I say “That’s so cool. I wonder if my first grade teacher would remember me”.Immediately after I say that, I hear my name and turn around to see my first grade teacher standing right behind me, totally remembered me and my family. Was such a weird experience.
Here’s mine:A few years ago, I was randomly paired with a guy for a group project in college. We didn’t know each other at all, but we worked really well together and got an A. Fast forward a couple of years, and I walk into a new job on my first day, and guess who’s there? The same guy! We end up becoming best friends. The bizarre part? We discovered our parents had been high school sweethearts and almost got married. Now, our families joke that it’s fate bringing them back together through us.
Husband, me and kids were out for the day chatting about the football team husband coaches and explaining to the kids that as child A’s parents are divorcing, husband has to notify both parents of things separately, etc.We go to queue for a drink. Right behind said parent and child.In Disney World.We live in Scotland.
Went on vacation to another continent to celebrate my birthday. Met a member of staff at the hotel with my name, my age and the same birthday.
I’m a graphic designer and live in a beach town. Fifteen years ago a client asked me to design an oval sticker for a tidal island they liked to visit and had named - think like an OBX sticker. Last year a friend was on vacation in Caribbean and saw that sticker on a wall of a bar they were in, she texted me a picture of it since it was a coincidence to see this sticker about a little island in our town. Then I blew her mind when I explained I designed it and had them made.
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As a kid, maybe when I was 12 years old, I remember having a dream once where I walked into my 6th grade class and all the desks where in different positions (my 6th grade teacher would move desks around and make me and my classmates change desks and sit next to other classmates once a month) and I remember finding my seat in the front row, and to my right was this girl and to the left was this boy, and in this dream they were randomly arguing about the correct way of how to pronounce tomatoe.I remember waking up from the dream thinking it was strange. Fast forward three months later, I walk into class and the desk had been changed in the exact way it was in my dream, so I instantly went to check where my seat was because I knew exactly where it was going to be. And it was exactly like my dream, and that very girl was to my right and that very boy was to my left.Fast forward two weeks, and they started arguing about how to pronounce tomatoe.I remember being super freaked out when that actually all happened.
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It’s not that crazy but I was listening to a podcast talking about weird synchronicities and specifically about a phenomenon where people start thinking about someone moments before they call.This suddenly made me start thinking about a friend who I had not called in years and how I wanted to reconnect. Phone starts ringing and it’s that friend… They said I just popped into their head and felt like they should give me a call.
Was selected to work in a group with 4 randomly paired people at a course I was taking. 2 of the women found out that they had the same first name as the other’s last name and vice versa. Relatively uncommon names too! We were pretty baffled and they showed their ID’s to prove it. It would be about the equivalent (using pseudonyms of course) as Taylor Kennedy and Kennedy Taylor but probably even more rare than that. Very bizarre and we all had a perplexed laugh.
When I was 19 I lived alone in a big city. I am female and was always careful to put the wooden dowels in the windows at night. Didn’t want anyone to break into my studio apartment. I had a very vivid dream that my father floated in from a window in my living room and was now floating off to the side of my bed and apparently in a lot of pain. He had his arms crossed over his chest and he was saying “Help me! Help me!” He was wearing just a white t shirt and looked disheveled and covered in dirt. His t shirt was all ripped. Then all of a sudden I hear loud banging! The banging continues and as I am about to wake up I see my dads apparition fall to the floor. And he is gone! The banging continues. It takes a few minutes to realize that someone is banging on my door. So I get up and run to the door and look out the peep hole and it’s my oldest sister and her husband. I let them in and they are freaking out and saying “You have to get dressed and come with us now! Daddy fell down a mountain and he is in the hospital and we don’t know how bad it is.” So I quickly dress and get some things to take. And my sister says “Oh, lets make sure that the windows are shut.” I told her, “Oh no it’s fine I always put the dowels in when I sleep. " Well, guess what………..one window was open 1/4 of the way. I still remember it vividly to this day. We went to see him it was over a 45 minute drive and he was ok. He had broken all his ribs and was in an awful lot of pain but otherwise ok.
My brother married a girl from a very tiny town in northern Ireland. (We live in Canada and he met her while at school in the states). Fast forward a couple years and we are having Christmas with my family and my (at the time) husband’s family…his sister had just started dating a guy who was also from northern Ireland. She met him in a city in Ontario, Canada. As my sis in law and this guy started talking, not only did they realize they were from the same little town in N.I, but that their grandparents were neighbors AND best friends. The odds of it are so wild. It really is such a small world.
The most remarkable coincidence of my life occurred during my motorcycling days in the UK in the mid-1970s.One weekend my friend Pete and I arranged to meet at his house in Cosham, near Portsmouth. He lived in Cardiff and I in Coventry, cities 120 miles apart and each approximately 150 miles from Cosham. Normally we would both have ridden motorcycles, but his was inoperable at the time so he planned on hitchhiking. Other than agreeing on where we would meet, we didn’t coordinate our trips, routes, or departure times. I was therefore surprised, as I navigated the Chieveley Interchange at Junction 13 of the M4, to see Pete stepping out of a car pulled over on the roundabout. I circled the interchange and returned to where he was just about to extend his thumb soliciting a lift for the ride south. At that point we had each traveled for a couple of hours and were roughly 100 miles from our points of origin.He jumped on the back of my Suzuki GS750 (he had his helmet with him) and I piloted us both to Cosham. What are the chances?
I was on Kijiji looking for a Google pixel Chromebook to buy. This was in 2019. I moved to Calgary in 2016 from the Toronto area.Ended up finding one that was in great condition, great price and had a bunch of extras included too, but it was located in Edmonton which is about a 3 hour drive away. I say, f**k it, I’ll make a little trip out of it with my husband.So we drive up to Edmonton and meet the seller. As we are exchanging goods, I’m like… You know, you look very familiar and he goes so do you but particularly your name (we actually both have super unique, one off ethnic sounding names)… We stopped for a minute and realized that we had worked together during our 20’s for a brief period in time in Toronto 10+ years prior to that! It was a… What are the odds kind of moment… To meet again half way across the country like this.
A day or two after I got back from my mom’s funeral I was working my retail job. I was ringing up a customer for beer and they didn’t have their ID. After a bit of complaining they said " My name is …” and said my mom’s entire name…first middle and last name. Freaked me out.
I grew up in a religious household so going to a week long church camp was fairly normal in my family.I went to two, one when I was 14, one when I was 16. These camps are in colleges in the summer all over the country and many times they run these back to back all summer long so probably 12-15 different ones at each college. Each person is not allowed to go to two in a year. You can go with someone you know and be in the same dorm room, or you can go on your own and get a random person. There are around 50,000 people going to these every year.I had the same roommate both times, we both randomly picked two separate colleges to go to both times, randomly picked the same week, and we’re both randomly assigned as dorm roommates both times.
I didn’t meet my farher until I was in my early forties. As in never met him, never spent time with him, no contact.He had a thing where he would buy my newfound brother in law hot sauce from different places around the us.My father passed away and I was going to visit my newfound sister and brother in law. I remembered that he liked hot sauce and picked up a few bottles locally.Mind you, he lives overseas and I bought the hot sauce in the us.When I arrived, I gave him the hot sauces and he just looked at one of them kinda weird. He reached in the pantry and showed me a nearly empty bottle of hot sauce that was the exact same one as one I bought him. Same brand, size, flavor.I know it’s super minor but considering how many hot sauce brands there are out there, the chances of finding the exact same one is pretty slim I would say.Edit:a word.
In 2017, I was 10. Last year, I was going through Phnomh Penh on Google Maps, when I saw a girl who looked 10 and looked exactly how I did. Same haircut, glasses and clothes, checked and the photo was taken in July 2017. Found a doppelganger.
I worked as a parking lot auditor for a few months. I wrote up my girlfriend’s car 2 years before we met. She had the ticket in her saved documents and knowing that I had worked there, asked me if I could tell who wrote it. My initials in my hand writing were on the ticket.
In the same year I had two:Walking to my gate in Amsterdam I bumped into a childhood friend. We were both flying to London. I was on vacation, he was on business. He sat in the row in front of me. We were both from Brazil. We hung out in London.Back in Brazil some months later I was in a World Cup game. Behind me sat a couple speaking English. I turn around and it was my another friend and his wife.
Traveling in Asia, met another couple speaking english. Turns out she grew up in our state….in our town….and had frequently gone to our family business as a child!
The most bizarre coincidence I’ve ever experienced was running into a childhood friend on a remote island while on vacation. Neither of us knew the other was traveling, and it still baffles me how we both ended up in the same obscure location at the same time.
I was walking around Santiago, Chile and somehow bumped into another American.Turns out she was from the same city as me and went to school with my cousin. She even had him on Facebook.It was pretty surreal.
I was heading to Colombia for a couple of weeks when I was a teenager. Our flight had a layover in Texas(I think? One of the southern states) to Colombia. And the same layover on the way back.For 3 of the 4 flights I was sat next to the same old couple. They were nice enough, and I had no issues with them, it was just crazy to haveThey were on my plane for the 4th flight too, just a couple of rows in front of me.
Used to work at a place where all the employees were different nationalities, but all Asian. Lots of Burmese, Vietnamese, Hmong and Cambodians. Me and one British fellow were the only two white people in the whole company. And we had the same two names. His first name was my last name and vice versa.I dont give out my personal info, but it was basically like he was named Fred James and I was named James Fred.Now imagine you are an Asian person who is still learning English. Yeah it was like a sitcom. Everyone always confused our names. And whenever someone new started they thought we were messing with them.The baffling part is that both of these names we share are not as common as Fred or James.
Mother’s Day 2006 I was visiting my mother’s grave to put flowers on it. She had passed away in January of that year. Early morning. 7 a.m. My mother drove a 1981 Mercury Zephyr. She liked it because it was the only one in town. Probably one of the only ones left on the road at that point. I was headed home, there was some fog. I was waiting to pull out onto a main road from the cemetery. Headlights are coming toward me so I wait. Different color than my mom’s, but it’s a 1981 Mercury Zephyr.
When I was in college I went to a birthday party with a friend that was for one of his friends I had never met before. It was at a bar in Chicago. While at the bar my friend gets into a fight over the phone with his gf who was at her apartment. He wants to go to her place to smooth things out and leave me there with a bunch of people I dont know. So he takes me around and starts introducing me to his friends and people at the party. 2 of the girls there I graduated high school with and they recognized me. I was baffled that I would run into 2 people I went to High School with in one of the many thousands of bars in Chicago. Our graduating class was not that big.
Found out my old best friend and I lived in the same apartment complex. Never ran into each other and found out when a mutual friend called and told me.
When I was using dating apps, I was chatting with this girl a town over (45 minute drive). Nothing had happened but we had been talking for a few weeks.My boss at the time invited me over to his house for a guys poker night. I showed up and met a few dudes and was having a solid night. One of the guys, who it seemed had never had much luck dating, started catching some strays from the others in attendance about this. To defend himself he says, “look who I have been chatting with on Match” and he holds up the profile of the girl I had been chatting with.It was truly a “Camera zooms in, slow motion moment”. I had no idea what to do. I didn’t end up saying anything because I didn’t want to take the wind out of this other guy’s sails. Was just a WTF moment.
Walked into a meeting with two other people, started off chit-chatting. Boss got back from vacation for his birthday. Other person asks when his birthday is. Boss tells her the date, and she says, “no way, that’s my birthday, too.” At which point I pull out my driver’s license, slap it on the desk, showing the same birthday as the other two people in the room.Month/day, not year. I wouldn’t say I’m “baffled” but it was still a pretty wild coincidence.
My grandma was living in Arizona the morning that the space shuttle Columbia was supposed to land. She had a dream that a bolt came off a wing and the shuttle ripped apart and crashed. She woke up and went to turn on the news and saw the story about it crashing. It wasn’t really due to a bolt coming off, though.
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