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

My parents made the decision to move out of our family home of 32 years. I had not lived in the home for the past 15 years, so it surprised me when I got a call from mum telling me I had mail forwarded to their new home.

The mail was related to a new account that was set up for a local internet company. I called the company and went through the information, and putting them on notice that my family had just moved out of the house, and that I did not live there anymore, Nor did I start an account with their company. I was afraid someone had found information from when I was previously living there. It was confirmed that first and last name were correct, but the middle name and birthday were not. The company flagged the account to investigate and said I would not be charged for the account.
On closer investigation, I called my parents real estate agent to see what he knew. Apparently the new owners that had purchased the house were renting the house out. The first person to rent the house happened to have the exact same name as me. So after 32 years of our family living in the house, the very next person to live in the house had the same name.
P.s: i let the company know so they didn't close their account, and addressed the mail issue with Canada Post.

I see others already put this, but I get déjà vu a lot. I dream about things that happen the next day, I suddenly have a memory of something I can't remember EVER doing.

When I was 18/19 I had my first boyfriend. He was a DJ and had some vapid groupies for friends. One in particular kept trying to break us up and wouldn’t chill. She kept calling him at all hours and he’d ignore her for the most part. I picked up his phone and told her he was busy a few times. Fast forward 12 years, I was looking for a roommate on Craigslist and I met this girl “Jane”. She she’s ok and moved in. She turned out to be high drama, anorexic (100 pounds and 5’9), and shallow. We were talking in the kitchen about our “City” lives and who we knew when it dawned on both of us who we were to each other 12 years ago. Yep, the annoying groupie I got in drunken fights with over my boyfriend! Her response to finding out was, “You’re the b**** who kept hanging up on me!” She was still salty I guess. We didn’t last much longer as roommates.

In the late 1960s and up until 1972 I used to travel by BOAC home for the holidays. Because I and many other travellers were under 18, we were met at Victoria BOAC Check in and accompanied on our journey by BOA’s Aunties or Uncles. Our mantra was to do what we wanted, theirs was to keep us under control.
When I was 18, I started working at a pub in Canterbury and there were a group of young men – well older than me – about 30 years old give or take a year or so. Their mantra was to try and get me to bend over whilst I was wearing my mini skirt, mine was to bend at the knees to get that bottle of bear from the bottom shelf.
In the summer when I was 22, I had a row in my local (regarding politics), l and a snotty lady - a lot older than me- OK 2 years older than me. Her husband stood by in hysterics.
One year later I as a member of Gingerbread, and overheard a single father discuss going to Gingerbread meetings – I introduced myself he started going to the meetings and we became friends. We discussed our previous lives – he was one of those “Uncles”, he was one of those lads trying to get me to bend over – he was the husband who was laughing.
We have been together now for 45 years. We were meant to be.

I was having a rough patch with a really close friend. I was thinking one day what I would say if I ever ran into this one mutual friend in particular. He didn’t live in my area and we weren’t close at all. But I was specifically thinking of him when I pulled into my driveway and there he was. Right in front of me on the sidewalk. I couldn’t believe it. I was returning home after picking up lunch, he was picking up something from work and had decided to walk through my neighborhood. It was just so random.

I was in a rather unconventional relationship in my early 20s. It ended badly, and YEARS later I was working at a different job than the one I'd had at the time. One of my duties was to go to a satellite office one day a week and man the phones. No one ever called or came in, so the woman who rented the office next door started coming over to chat with me (I hated this; I'm a huge introvert). Well, one day she starts telling me this "scandalous" story about a former client of hers with lots of juicy (and inaccurate) details, and about halfway through the story, I realize she's talking about me. My ex was her former client. At least I know what she was going around telling people about me, I guess. I didn't tell the woman that she was talking about me, just mentioned that I actually new the person she was referring to and she clammed up, thank god.

Several years ago I went to NYC for vacation. Was leaving the NBC building in Rockefeller Plaza after shopping in the gift shop. Just as I was stepping out of the revolving door, my upstairs neighbor from my building in Chicago was just about to step into the revolving door. Neither of us knew that the other was going to be in NYC. Of all the places to be in NYC, we were in the same spot at the same time...and if I had left the shop 30 seconds earlier, I wouldn't have run into him.

My husband was born in Sendai, Japan and grew up in the southwest corner of NC which is were we lived right after we got married. We were at a conference center about an 90 minutes away and there was a Japanese guy there who looked like he was close to our age. It turns out he, also, was born in Sendai, Japan the day after my husband was born and was born in the same hospital.

Had a guy from one of my favourite ice hockey teams rutoring me and my sister through our last 2.5 years of high school math and also our final exams. He also had a really good relationship with my family so we invited him with his wife and children to a bbq when all was over. His wife then said she had an aunt with our last name living in the same village but spelled with 2 s. My father told her there was only one variation in the 400 people village of our name. She and i started researching. Turns out we are related and I now have family from Finland as he is Finnish 😅 still have contact here and there and see a lot of them on Facebook 😅

My friends birthdays are on the day that my mom died.

I was flying alone out of state for educational purposes, but I was flying out of LA instead of San Diego, and met a guy about my age on the flight. We were both in the same dress code. When the chaperone called our names, we realized we were going to the same place, and we both lived in San Diego! We are still friends a year and a half later

So, I had a friend, an online one, y'know? So we had no idea what each other looked like.
My friend lived in Wyoming, I lived somewhere completely different. We even had different timezones.
Eventually we both worked up enough courage to show each other our faces through iMessage.

It turned out the other person looked exactly like an old friend of mine-and I looked exactly like a friend or theirs!

1. My elementary teacher's wife is the granddaughter of my grandmother's sister. We only found this out when our families unintentionally met at my grandmother's house about a year after I graduated elementary school.

2. I know two girls whose birthdays are the exact same as mine; one is middle school friend and one is college friend. I'm still friends with them today. With the one from college, we share a lot of likes and dislikes, and have had several similar life experiences. I always joke that we were twins that separated at birth.

Me and my friend were talking while watching one of Technoblade's recent streams(the one where he moved to a snow village). I joked he was moving so far that he would find Beelloon(Fundy and Nihachu's lost bee). Moments later, he sprinted past a random bee, in the middle of a bunch of icebergs. I still don't know if it's Beelloon, but it was funny.

I hesitated giving a security deposit on an apartment that was on sale in city I really wanted to live in. When I contacted them after looking at a few other places I didn’t like as much they wouldn’t give me the same deal they offered when I was there a week earlier so I passed. A few weeks after I moved into a different apartment I was in a bar after work and on the television I saw the building I wanted to move into burning to the ground. Still gives me the chills. Also the place I did move into said soon before I moved in that my apartment wasn’t ready for me so I got a bigger one for the same price.

On my 23rd birthday, a florist delivered a "happy birthday" bouquet and balloons. But the card was not for me. I called the florist to say the card was wrong. The flowers were delivered to the wrong place... I lived at 6XX Washington St in Brookline, but it was for 6XX Washington St in Brighton.

2016, we did our long planned trip to the USA. In Harlem, in front of a church, we met two teachers of my children and so we learned that they were a couple :-)

So I was sitting there dreaming one time, and suddenly I see MYSELF. I remember it as clear as day. My clone walked up to me in my dream, slapped me across the face, and yelled "WAKE UP!! YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!!!" I woke up and looked at my alarm. It was 5 minutes before Online School started!! My dream saved me from being late, and that day was an important test day!!

On one trip a few years ago with my older brother, we said the exact same thing at the exact same time...a lot.

This actually just happened the other day. I was just listening to music on YouTube, and a song came on called Losing my Religion. Didn't sound bad so I listened to it. Later that night, my dad told me to listen to a song, 'cause we were talking about music. IT WAS THE SAME SONG. (he wasn't in the house whenever I was first listening to it)