Life's little coincidences

TimBear

Does anyone have any more? I've really enjoyed reading this thread!

Ladyhawk

I was turned down for a job I really wanted and was gutted. 3 months later they called me to offer me a different role... I was very happy to tell them that I had accepted another job that very day which was so much was better for me!

One just happened today... I was called up to receive my 5 year long service certificate in front of the whole department... after the meeting I handed in my notice... the timing made me chuckle!

joeblack066

In the late 1940s, my Mum and Dad were engaged, and both lived and had grown up in Cheshire. My Dad got a job in Nottingham, and travelled down to find 'digs', as was the norm in those days. He telegramed my Mum to give her the address of his newly aquired lodgings, and she telegramed back to say that it was the house her Father had been born in!
Another one- a friend who had moved away asked me to help trace her birth mother. I managed it in 20 minutes. We arranged for them to meet at a barbecue, which I accompanied her to. Years later, in a different city, I was travelling to a training course with 3 colleagues. We decided to tell stories of amazing things that had happened to us, and I related this, and the ease of which I'd traced my friends birth mother. I explained about the BBQ, and how well it had all gone. My colleague then said she was AT that barbecue, the best friend of one of my friend's newly found sister!!

edeneve

When I was about 9 a relative bought me a lovely little cygnet silver ring...that winter I was getting out of the car in the snow and it slipped off my finger into the snow...we searched everywhere and couldn't find it.

The following summer I was getting out of the car and twinkling in the sunlight was my silver ring!

Went on first holiday abroad to spain when about 13, walking to beach front and who do I see, one of my childhood friends and his family who was in my school form class.

When pregnant for the first time and absolutely skint I would open my purse and find random £20 notes....they just kept turning up everywhere, no-one I knew could afford to put them there...then was in a store at the till counting my pennies, when at my feet was a £20....ahem...I reached down and pretended I had dropped it....there was no-one else around...never knew where it came from.

lindens

Loving this!
I love coincidences so much ( as do 2 colleagues of mine) we have a coincidence log and a scoring system . Our log goes back about 5 years now.

lindens

A favourite of mine:

Between 1988 and 1999 I worked at a Utility company where we had a computerised Customer account system. When you updated a customer’s account for example if you had spoken to a customer on the phone, anyone else viewing thata ccount would see “last updated by name on date”.

My son joined the same Utility companyin 2009 and deals in customers who don’t pay.
He looked at an account that he needed to deal with and chase up their debt. It said Last updated on 24/07/96 at 11:06 by lindens!!

the fact that no-one else had updated that account anyway since 1996 is pretty extreme, the fact that my son then viewed that account is phenomenal!

clairemosa

I did once but I end up realizing that sometimes the things that comes to us coincidentally doesn't really mean anything and that it's only us who put meaning to it. LOL

Octobergirl

About 10 years ago Oh and I went in our campervan to the lakes, we went climbing up haweswater with our dog. In the carpark the puppy's collar had come off, losing a tag that had belonged to OH previous much loved dog that had died several years earlier. We searched everywhere in the carpark but couldn't find the tag.

Up in the hills, OH was playing with his new GPS, threw a stone for our happy but simple Puppy. The stone went over the edge, followed by the dog, who bounced all the way down and lay lifeless at the bottom. It took us half an hour to scramble down to get him, and 2 hours to carry him back to our car. When we got him to a fabulous vets in Penrith, he was absolutely fine, not a scratch. oH GPS registered that he fell 243 feet. It was the 24th of march.

We spent the following week holidaying in Yorkshire . when we arrived home having driven 100s mile and cooked/washed up many meals in the campervan we got out and found the missing dog tag lying in the middle of the draining board. It definitely hadn't been there during the week. We put it down to old dog looking out for new puppy.

meames_2

i used to rent a house in Cxxx Street and Jane lived across the road. I moved to Exxx Street and after a problem with my neighbours it turned out Jane had lived in the house next door to me in EXxx street before the current neighbours.

I know a lady Yvonne who is very interested in local history and invited me to a local history talk. She and her husband insisted on walking me home as I helped with the teas. Turns out her husbands parents used to rent my front room and thats where he was born!

eleanora_

My uncle lives on Islay (an island in the Hebrides) - it's pretty remote, and before he retired, he worked as the island's dentist. He was the only dentist on the island.

One of my fiance's uni friends, Sam, visited Islay once with his family when he was a boy. Not that unusual - but it turns out that while they were there, Sam's dad fell over and knocked out a tooth, and had to go to the dentist - so he was treated by my uncle! :eek: