People Can’t Explain How These 30 Coincidences Occurred

Oh, I've got another one. Sometime in the early 80s my mom was flying to Germany, with a layover in Reykjavik. On the tarmac in Iceland someone opened the overhead bin above her and a box fell out and hit her in the head with such force that she had to get off the plane and seek medical treatment. When she got back to the airport she found out that the next plane to her destination wasn't until the next day. A nice American couple who happened to be nearby overheard this and offered to let her sleep on the couch where they were staying so she wouldn't have to pay for a hotel, and she took them up on it. Just crashed for a few hours and never got their info.

Now it's roughly 2003, and my mom and I are stuck on the side of a road in Iowa trying to flag down someone for jumper cables. An older couple pull up and jump our car, and we all get to talking. My mom says they look awfully familiar, do they live near us in Des Moines? Ever stopped into her workplace? No, they're just passing through. Then it hits them both: she slept on their couch in Reykjavik 20 years earlier.

When I was in 8th grade (around 1990) my family moved from one part of Houston to another, but it meant totally new schools, new friends, new everything. So, my dad being the adorable clueless guy he was bought pens with my name and number on them. He thought my skater punk a*s was gonna pass out sparkly purple pens with my number on them to 'make friends.' Well, I thought they were so hilarious that I gave them out like crazy and had given them all out by like day 2. Well, flash forward about 15 years and I'm living in LA. I stop at a gas station in like Barstow on a weekend trip to Vegas with friends. There I am, standing at the urinal, mind wandering when I happen upon a purple sparkly pen on the floor. I think, there's no way, nudge it with my foot and sure enough it's one of those f*****g pens! There it was, my name and old phone number. What are the damn odds?!

I ran into a guy in Afghanistan that I went to high school with. This was ten years after we graduated, and in high school, we were arch nemesis...

Fist fights 4 times... hated each other.

When meeting in combat overseas, we welcomed each other and just talked about old memories for the evening .

Next day, I got shot, and it went through my vest... he pulled me out as I would've died...

He took a few rounds in back while pulling me out. 2 hours later he died in my arms while we prayed together, saying, I love you man!

I went and saw his parents in our hometown after returning to tell them what occurred. They remembered we hated each other.

I'll never forget this.

Typing this has a tear rolling down my cheek...

Cheers all!

1.) I spent the night in a b&b in a small town in France and had a dream about my good friend. It was super vivid. Uncannily so. The next morning over breakfast I looked at the guest book and saw he had stayed there a few weeks before me. I waited until it was morning in the States and called him, figuring it was a sign to reach out. His wife answered and told me he had passed away earlier that night.

2.) we had a picnic in a park for a free summer concert and someone took a picture of my wife and I. In the background is another family with a small kid staring at the camera. The woman was a foster mom and two years later we were matched with a kid - it was the same one staring at the camera. We didn’t notice this for a long time until the foster mom was over (she’s now family) and noticed herself in the background of our photo on our digital frame. Our first family photo before being a family!

I sat next to my doppelgänger on a flight.
Same name, same birthday—we were both headed to weddings. Here's the kicker: our dates were long-lost siblings reuniting. It felt like the universe hit copy-paste on our lives. Mind blown!

I randomly met a boy on the beach while visiting my grandmother. I was 10 he was 14. I'm American, He's English.

Years later I'm on a message board trying to find out if Dead Like Me is coming back. Begin conversation with random guy on message board.

It's him.

We meet up and get married within months. 20 years and 3 kids later....

I wore a simple silver pinkie ring every day for years until I lost it. For two years, I never wore anything else on that finger.

Went shopping recently and found a cool ouroboros ring (snake eating its tail) and started wearing it on that finger. Literally thought to myself when I decided to buy it: "I guess it's time to give up on my other ring coming back to me."

Less than 24 hours later, I pulled a plastic bag out of the tube I keep them in and my old ring fell out onto the floor.

I'm wearing them both now since obviously the original ring was jealous.

Maybe not that baffling, but I saw this girl (my age) at taco bell, I went over and said hi to her (briefly, but then left). I thought she was the prettiest girl I had ever seen.

coincidentally just crossed paths with her at a bar that weekend. Hung out with her and chatted.

Turns out, we both got hired by the same large factory (it had 4 different buildings). She was days, I was midnights. We were in different buildings.

Then I got switched to afternoons (still a different building), then I got switched to days, then I got switched to a building closer to hers, then I got switched to her building, then I got switched to her area of the factory, then I got switched to standing right beside her.

We basically would spend 8 hours every day facing each other about 10 feet apart.

Been married for a couple of decades now.

I went to Iceland last year and didn't announce it to anyone or anything. I was driving the south coast and took a side quest to a waterfall. Was minding my own business and heard someone say 'you look just like my friend!'. I turned around and I WAS the friend. Ran into a girl I went to high school with (we grew up in a very small rural town) that I had not seen in probably 5 years? We just happened to be at the same waterfall, in Iceland, at the exact same time, with neither of us knowing the other was visiting the country. Definitely one of the most random and cool things that's happened to me in a while.

My then-girlfriend and I drove a couple hours to the beach, hiked into the dunes a 1/2 mile, set up tent in the sand and spent the night. Next day we take down the tent, hike back, and realize we don't have her car keys after looking through everything twice. I go back and start randomly, hopelessly sifting through the sand around the campsite, doing a grid, thinking there's no way I'm going to find her keys. Finally my foot hits keys! I reach down and pick up...MY keys, which I didn't know I'd even brought, which I would have never found when I got all the way home because I didn't think I'd even brought them.

Then I kept sifting and found her keys.

Joined a completely random guild on a very populated server in WoW years ago (Moon Guard - one of the busiest servers in the game). Nice folks, so I stuck around. I eventually came to realize that the GM and I lived in the same general area when we were both joking one night about missing some upcoming ingame event or another due to an impending hurricane. Thought that was neat and we joked about it but never really probed any further because that'd be weird, right?

One night she was ranting about how much being a call center supervisor sucks, I empathized because been there done that, and cracked a joke about the particular local call center company I had previously worked for. That led to the following exchange:

Her: Yeah, I used to work there too, they're the worst. Which client were you with?

Me: *name of client*, you?

Her: *name of different client*

Me:: Oh cool, my husband worked with that client for a couple of years.

Her: Who's your husband, I'm bad with names but what does he look like?

Me: Big scary looking bearded blonde biker dude, usually wearing his leather vest and always smoked a pipe.

Her: OMG YOU'RE (hubby)'s WIFE!! He sat right next to me for AGES, everybody's scared of him but he was SO nice, and he talked about you ALL THE TIME!

So yeah... random WoW guildmaster ended up being an old coworker/friend of my husband's, who we later figured out lived like 5 blocks away.

This happened recently. . .

I was always a huge reader as a kid, and I was an English major in college as progression of this. There has always been one writer in particular (will leave this vague for anon) that I've always, from a young age, been really focused on. This person has written many books, but several are not well known to the general reader. In college, I did a year-long independent study on this writer's work and bought and read their complete works, but because I've made a lot of moves as an adult, I no longer have the same book collection. I've had to sell and rebuild a few times.

Recently, I realized I didn't have a copy of one of the less well known novels. Since that won't do, I decided to order a used copy from Thriftbooks. The copy I chose was the same edition as the one I had previously owned, and the cover was the same. Cool. I'll tell you, my brain almost melted when I opened the book and saw my own margin notes from a lifetime ago. I had donated the book to a local used book store in ~2009. Somehow it ended up at Thriftbooks and was then returned to me in 2024. This is one of the author's lesser works, but the writer is well known, so there are still multiple editions of this book and many copies are available online.

A friend saw me at a busstop so he came and shook my hand. Then he said "Sorry, you look like someone I know."

That's when I realized it wasn't my friend and this guy just really looks like him. We both just happened to look like someone else in eachothers life.

I was once in the military and stationed at a small base where everyone knew everyone. There was one guy who the girls thought a little strange, but harmless, I’ll call him, Joe Smith. Whenever my then wife or I would say or do something dumb, the other would say, “You’re as dumb as Joe Smith”. Fast forward 10 years. We haven’t said his name in all that time and we’re on the other side of the world. She did something dumb, I say the key phrase and we got a good laugh at that. 30 minutes later Joe Smith walks into the bar’s patio and comes up and greets us. Turns out he joined the Merchant Marines and his ship was in the local harbor.

1st date- we're going over all our background stuff and it gets to "where did you go to school?" She mentions her high school and I mention that I was a camp counselor there for many summers. She whips off her sunglasses and says, "That's where I know you from!"

I did the quick math and realized she wasn't another counselor when I was there. She was a camper! I asked her if this was weird, and she said she was cool. (I was 40 and she was 30 when we started dating)

We're celebrating our 3rd wedding anniversary this fall.

I flew to a city I used to live in to attend two weddings in the same weekend. One on Friday night and one on Saturday night. The one on Saturday was actually in a nearby city about an hour away, and I was part of the ceremony by doing one of the readings during the wedding mass. My old roommate let me borrow his old beater car to drive to the Saturday wedding and as I was driving it started to chug and lurch and misfire. I pull off at the next exit and the car died and I coasted to a stop in front of the only building around and it was an auto repair shop filled with junk cars and surrounded by a large chain-link fence and gate. I was still about 25 miles away from where I needed to be. When I got out of my car there were two guys pulling the gate closed and they told me they were closing. I was panicking and told them that I was in a wedding in three hours and I need to get there. They look at me and said "You going to the Henson wedding?" I said yes and they said they were going to the same wedding and were closing the shop early to go home and get ready. They took me to the wedding and all was good.

I was studying abroad halfway around the world when I met a guy who asked if he could sit down and practice his English with me. He explains that he had learned as an exchange student in the US but hadn't had a lot of opportunities to speak it since. What part of the US, I ask? "Oh, they sent me to the middle of nowhere. A tiny little nothing town. You wouldn't have ever heard of it." Well, I'm from the midwest, it's worth a try. 


It turns out he'd spent a year in my parents' hometown, a town of 5k in northern Missouri. I've spent months of my life in this town. I'm probably somehow related to his host family. But he's right, 99.99% of Americans would never have heard of it.

Put an offer in on a house on a Friday. That same weekend Sunday, started using an online dating app after recently getting divorced. First and only girl I’m talking to seems pretty awesome. I ask if I can pick her up to take her out to eat. Tells me her address. Her house is 6 houses down on the same exact block as mine. Been married almost 3 years with 2 amazing kids.

My (now ex) wife and I were heading down the interstate, we were in a neighboring state, and it was pretty late at night.

We see a car pulled over with it's flashers on. It's late, we are in the middle of nowhere, so we decide to stop and see if they need help.

We notice it's a lone woman. I'm a good dude, but I'm big (6'3, 240lbs) and a bit rough looking (prominent facial scars, arms tatted up), so my wife steps out with me. It's a good thing too, because it was her childhood best friend.

We were all 3 hours away from home, it was just really bizarre. I changed her flat tire, and we headed home convoy style.

I arrive in Athens a day early late at night and the hotel I’m booked at can’t accommodate me until the next night. The front desk manages to find me a room at a different hotel down the street. I get to my room around 3 in the morning and head to my balcony to see the view. I hear two girls on the balcony below me speaking French. Suddenly one of them snorts and lets out a very distinct laugh and I very quietly call down “Jen?”. It was my college girlfriend who I hadn’t spoken to in seven years.