Life is full of the unexpected. We think that there is no way things aren't meant to be or just a surprise.. BUT.... BOTH are true. Sometimes you will run into the exact person you were thinking about at the exact moment you needed, or you will dial the phone to ring someone as they ring you. It's not magic.... it's just life. ;)
Redditor u/BranTheGuilder wanted to know about those times when life got just a little too close to "did that just happen?" by asking... What's the most amazing coincidence that has ever happened to you?
I was at a bar in Dallas on saint Patrick's Day...Giphy
I was at a bar in Dallas on saint Patrick's Day and I asked a guy about 30 years older than me if I could borrow a lighter. He said something back in a Dublin accent. I asked if he was from Dublin. He said yes. I jokingly said I wonder if you know my dad he is from Dublin. They guy of course says no way it is a huge city. But my grandfather owned a building with his name on it real big so I asked if he knew of the street it was on. Then I asked him if he knew my Grandfather's building. Turns out he used to work for my grandfather and lived with my uncle and was in fact friends with my dad. Small world.
Went for coffee with a potential new housemate with 2 other confirmed housemates. Get chatting to the potential new housemate, and find out she's from Spain. One of my confirmed housemates is from Spain, and asked where she was from. Long story short, they're from the same town, went to the same school, and lived streets away from each other. Further conversation reveals that they were actually part of the same group of friends when they were really young kids, and their parents used to hang out together. And they both coincidentally left Spain at the same time, to go to the same (not very well known or big) university, and nearly ended up living together!
Back in Texas...
When I was in college in Texas (back in the early 90's) I took a summer trip to England. My flight left on the last day of classes. I had an English paper due that day, and the prof insisted that it was due in his box by noon. Of course I procrastinated, and didn't turn it in until 1:00 (and mine was the only paper in there). I was sure I had screwed up, but I had to go catch my flight.
I got to London and the next day I was on the Tube, telling my friend that I was sure I had failed the class because the prof never got my paper.
"It's going to be hanging over my head the entire trip," I said. "There's no way I'll know if he got my paper."
We arrived at our stop, the doors opened and there was my prof, waiting for the train.
"Professor X! Did you get my paper?"
"Uh... yes, yes I did."
"Great, thanks," I said, and went on to enjoy my holiday.
As a kid my parents took me to Butlins one year (a all inclusive kid friendly holiday park in the UK) and got on really well with the neighbors. The next year we went to Spain, and the same family was in the same hotel for the same two weeks as us. The next year we went to a different Butlins and our first week there was the same family's second week. My parents and their parents made plans to meet up again the next year, and we never saw each other again.
I picked up the house phone to call a friend and he was already on the line. He had called me and I had picked up the receive just before it had a chance to ring. Blew my damn mind.
That Rare Name.
Going to a bar in a different Country. Bartender wanted to see my identification so I showed him my State ID.
I have somewhat of a rare name. Turns out that was exactly his name as well. He called his father who came down to meet me as well. We had a good conversation over some beers.
A couple of summers ago, I was in my kayak in a shallow inlet of my favorite lake in the Finger Lakes region of New York. I'd stopped to eat my sandwich and read the book I'd brought with me. One sentence read, "just then, a great blue heron flew overhead." I looked up and just then, a great blue heron flew overhead.
Luckiest day of my life!
I was hit by decompression illness (the bends) and lost the ability to coherently communicate, it's very similar to having a stroke. I started wandering aimlessly down an island road and stumbled upon a random medical center, perfect! Upon entering I realized I couldn't speak properly and most people thought I was on drugs.
I was unable to tell anyone what was happening and as I'm being turned away, the dive instructor I was diving with was right behind me! Between where I was and the dive center there were easily three or four medical clinics he could have gone too, but he went to this one. He was able to fill in my forms for me as I couldn't remember my name. Even better, my land lord owned the only decompression chamber on the island, so she zoomed me straight in without having to wait for paper work. Luckiest day of my life!
Am an attorney. I met with a client pursuing disability benefits. Very sick and very sympathetic. She had an open-and-shut case, to the point I even suggested that she file on her own so she could avoid paying me anything.
"You don't know my maiden name, it's ("Ms. Smith"), you represented my brother two years ago. You arranged for members of the community to rebuild his house. If I end up paying $10,000 it would not be enough to cover what you have done for my family."
I was literally thinking about quitting what I do, just the day before.
Mate was making fun of me because I had white paint on my blazer, guy got pooped on by a seagull.
Relatedly, my boyfriend and I were sitting on a park bench once, no more than a couple of inches apart, and a seagull flying overhead dropped a big dookie between us. We saw the crap fall and amazingly it didn't touch either of us, just went straight from seagull butt to wooden bench.