Spoooky CoincidenceB3ta's very own Fraser was once a cycle courier. On one job out to docklands his radio gave out, so he had to find a public phonebox to ring back to base.
He'd just located one when it began to ring. Picking it up, it was (obviously) a wrong number, but Fraser recognised the voice. Turned out it was a mate of his he hadn't seen for ages.
What spoooky* coincidences have you encountered?
* spoooky should always have three o's. 100% fact
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chthonic, Thu 8 Feb 2007, 14:07)
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The MotorcycleI am 3 or 4. Not an especially violent kid. Pretty verbose - at that point I was talking as much as I can.
I am in the back of my parents' car, talking about my daycare lady, the snow, birds, and anything I can think of, and illustrating with my hands. Parents are half-listening, because driving in Montreal is not such an easy thing in the winter.
I stop talking about whatever subject it is has my mind, and say "And then there's a man on a bike, and woooom he slips and goes up and bang, and then he's dead", or something quite similar, waving my hands through the air. My parents give it the same regard as they give all the other nonsense I come up with.
A few minutes later, they drive past a motorcycle accident.
Since then, no more clairvoyance. A shame.
(, Sun 11 Feb 2007, 1:50, Reply)
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