Hey Pandas, What Is The Weirdest Coincidence To Ever Happen To You? (Closed)

Years ago. Introducing a very dear teenage friend of mine to my part Anglo-Indian grandparents. My friend also had Anglo-Indian heritage but had lived in England all his life up north, only relocating in his teens to my area down south. He and my Grandfather naturally starting talking about India. My Grandfather talked about living in Rajasthan ‘oh, that’s where my granddad lived’ said my friend. My Grandfather talked about working on the Indian railways. ‘Oh, my grandad also worked on the railways’ says my friend, turns out they had worked the same line. My Grandfather asked my friends’ grandads’ name. When he told him, a HUGE smile appeared on my Grandfather’s face and he said ‘my god, we were best friends out there forty years ago!’. Two friends in India forty years ago, having grandchildren who later meet randomly in their teens and become dear friends. I love that coincidence in my life.

I was at Disney World waiting in line and there was a boy in front of me my age. He looked exactly like someone I knew from home. We started talking and he was saying how I looked like one of HIS friends. The funniest part was that we had the same names as our friends. We don't even live near each other though.

10 years ago, I was visiting my parents, who were now living in a town, three miles from the village where I was born and grew up. I had my first car, so took the chance to drive to the childhood village and look around. I went to the house where I lived between the ages of 2 and 12: we'd moved out of there in 1979, this was 2010.
I wanted to take a picture of the wrought-iron sculpture near the front door, which is too far from the road to see clearly. So I approached and rang the doorbell, to ask permission, rather than just lurking about on the drive, trying to get a picture. When the door was answered, I explained that I'd lived in the house for 10 years, and wanted this photo. The owner look at me, then said "Is your name Gillian ? I think we have something of yours."
The current owners had lived there for 20 years. Two weeks before my random visit, the husband had been working in the garden and dug up a silver bangle with two forenames and a date engraved on it. They asked a neighbour, who had been living next door since we'd lived there, and the neighbour remembered my name. The date was my christening. I have no memory of losing my christening bangle, or why it was taken out into the garden. It had been lying out there for well over 30 years, and emerged just 2 weeks before my visit. I got to see around the house I'd loved, which had been changed very little, and was reunited with the bangle.
In all the excitement, I completely forgot to get the picture I'd wanted in the first place.

My husband married for the first time when he was 18. He and his wife spent their honeymoon in Mazatlan. The same time they were there, I was there with my family on vacation. We did not meet at this time. After I graduated college I moved onto a small street in Los Angeles (6 blocks long). I lived there 12 years. When he was 12 his family moved to that same street. The entire time I was in my apartment, he and his wife and kids lived about 5 miles away, but often visited his mother who lived across the street, and one house up. We never met. We went to the same shops, restaurants, grocery stores, movie theaters. His best friend worked at the same studio I did. We never met. About 15 years ago his wife was transferred out of state, so they moved. October 2005, they took a trip to Chicago to look at colleges for their daughter. October 2005, I was working on a film on location in Chicago. We did not meet at this time. After he and his wife divorced, he moved back to Los Angeles. He got a tax guy. I have the same tax guy. We didn't meet there. We met 3 years ago on match.com and married a year and a half later. We both felt that we knew each other our entire lives when we first met. It was only after we got to know each other's pasts better that we realized why.
We have shared memories of times and places, even though we weren't together during those times.

I was looking for a full time babysitter for my six week old daughter because I was due back at work. I went to meet a lady named Midge. She was holding my baby and asked her name. I said Margo. She said her sister was named Margo. I said baby's middle name is Wallis. She said her real name is Wallis, but everyone calls her Midge. I told her my name is Vicki. Her brother was Victor. My other daughter is Dayna. Her niece, Dana, lived with her. Dayna's middle name is Rose. Her sister-in-law was Rose. She babysat till my daughter started kindergarten. At my daughter's one year birthday party her mom came in and recognized my father-in-law. It turns out they had worked together at a local drive in when they were young. She asked him what happened to the little boy who used to come after school for a hamburger and shake. Turns out he's my husband. She and I are still good friends and my daughter is thirty.

I was over at a friend's house with cartoons on in the background while we cleaned and did other stuff. I wasn't interested in the show, so I muted the TV and put on a Fatboy Slim album. We were both in the kitchen when we noticed the TV show started lining up with the music *extremely well*, including alternating between characters at the right times, and a dance number randomly inserted into the cartoon. As this carried on for a couple minutes, we had completely dropped what we were doing to watch in awe as this continued for much longer than expected. It all culminated in a quick cycle between several characters and finishing in a big group pose where the cartoon faded to black, matching up perfectly with a series of beats and a fade out from the music, at which point my friend at I looked at each other and in perfect unison exclaimed "Oh my goooooood!"

I wanted to go to a friend's party but my mom said no. Turns out the "party" was a place where they were trading drugs. They got caught by the police.

Sometimes some things happen like an event happens, a small one like a simple conversations, sometimes i feel like this moment has already happened and its getting repeated... i dont know if that made sense. upvote if this has happened to you, cuz i think I'm the only one....

I got the 2020 Playoffs bracket 100% correct. I wish I could do that for college. I would be a millionaire.

I once had this random as hell memory of an episode of a cartoon series, Duck Dodgers, Back to the Academy in which Daffy has to battle Ed McMahon while I was taking a class in community college. When I got home, I learned that Ed McMahon had passed away.

My friend was very depressed, he didn't want to talk about it, and instead just asked how my day was. I said "Today at work I had to listen to a podcast where the host was so slow and boring, he should give turtle eulogies." My friend began screaming (in joy). He said he was depressed because it was the anniversary of his mother's death (whom I never met) and that he asked God for a sign that she still watches over him. The eulogy he gave at her funeral was a story about turtles.

one of my friends looks exactly like me

One time I was at a local fast-food restaurant. I thought to myself "Wow. An oreo milkshake would be amazing right now." I pull up to the window and the clerk tells me that there is a large oreo milkshake that had been passed up by 3 cars before me. I took the milkshake.

I saw a guy on Instagram with the same name as me and the same last name as well and the funny thing is I'm a woman and he's a man. He even has the same nickname as me.

Another thing that happened is that i was texting my old friend from school in 5th grade and she asked me to come to her birthday party on Saturday, i asked my mom and she said no cuz we were busy that day. we were in the car heading to the mall and we were shopping. then i see that friend! Apparently she was also in the car headed to the same mall! I go over to her and we have a conversation because I hadn't seen her in 2 years. I thought it was a sign that i should go to her party.

P.S: I still didn't go. lol

Not me but my history teacher: He went to Egypt for vacation during the summer break. When he went to see the pyramids, someone suddenly called his name and waved at him. It turned out to be our other history teacher who had also travelled to Egypt.

I met my boyfriend because of a bet with friends. Long story short, they had me text random dudes in my virtual choir class. One time I texted this guy and randomly asked him what grade he was in. He responded and we exchanged numbers. Time passed and he asked me out and I accepted. I eventually asked where he lived and turns out we live in the same city. Which is hilarious, my virtual choir has people from three states and we live in the same city.

My aunt and uncle have the same birthday, 2 years apart. Their sons have the same birthday, also exactly 2 years apart...

deja vu. I get it so much its scary. and I would not remember the dream until the thing happened in real life. some times I would get deja vu twice on the same thing. some times its small, like what I would eat or what a friend would say or what the weather is gonna be like. but sometimes its scary, like a tornado, a fire, death. most of the time I don't know if it's gonna be deja vu or not. if I had a bad dream I would freak out because I didn't know if it was gonna have in real life or not. the 2 biggest deja vu i have had was when I went on vacation I had deja vu when I was riding my favorite ride and I looked to the left like in my dream and saw 3 kids walk over and get in line to ride. no one else was at this ride so it was just me and my 3 new friends riding it over and over without having to wait. and the other big deja vu was after a funeral for my grandpa, in my dreams my dad would get a call and then we would drive back to see my dads side of the family. sure enough, my dad gets a call and my other grandma is dead so we have to drive back to the other funeral.

Back in 1996, my dad hired these two young guys from the same company he worked in, to live on my new couch. The same evening, I was with my friend at work, selling tickets at a fair. She said she had a cute guy coming to pick her up from work. So I asked If I could tag along and get a ride home. So it turned up to be one of the guys who had moved my new couch inside our apartment. We ended up dating for a few weeks before I met his mom. And you guys... My mom and his mom used to work together in the same company when I was born. And our moms had teased him that I was going to be his wife one day. We got married back in 2006. So, that's how I met my husband :D