Your most impressive co-incidence...

cantdecide · 20-07-2012 11:40PM #1

But it has to be first hand. No 'me brother's girlfriend's neighbour' stories.

Where To · 20-07-2012 11:43PM

I was just about to start this thread. . . .

SocSocPol · 20-07-2012 11:43PM

co-incidence , as you understand it, doesn't really exist , I suggest you read up on Karl Jung and his explanatons of synchronicity.

phasers · 20-07-2012 11:44PM

SocSocPol wrote: »

co-incidence doesn't really exist , I suggest you read up on Karl Jung and his explanatons of synchronicity.

I was just about to post that! Oh my god what a coincidence!

An0n · 20-07-2012 11:45PM

Gave my young siblings a bit of money each today as I got paid yesterday.

Half way through my day of work my coworker found a bit of money and split it with me.

I don't believe in karma normally, but today I'll make an exception.

Samich · 20-07-2012 11:46PM

I was born on my birthday :eek:

Miss Lockhart · 20-07-2012 11:48PM

Picking up the phone to ring my mother - but there's no dial tone because she has just phoned me and is on the other end. It didn't ring but I picked it up to phone her just at the moment she phoned me.

This has happened twice.

Canard · 20-07-2012 11:49PM

Samich wrote: »

I was born on my birthday :eek:

Without fail, my birthday falls on the same day every year :eek:

Read a bit there on synchronicity but it didn't really make sense to me, probably should have a picked a better time than midnight.

cantdecide · 20-07-2012 11:53PM

I left Ireland last autumn and left my phone behind. I had my number since 1999 so was pretty attached to it. I ended going on an epic motorcycle journey in Nepal with a mate for a month and a half after which I was meant to return to New Zealand.

All my plans came to a crashing end in the far west of the country and a month after I was meant to get back to Auckland, I arrived back in Cork only fit to recuperate from heavy injuries. My life was, and is, upside down since the accident, but I'm well on the mend, thankfully.

I rang up Vodafone after I got back and told them my number was dead but I wanted to get it reinstated. They told me what to do and lo and behold it worked.

Literally 20 minutes after the phone came back on, My very first call in almost a year in that number went like "This is Garda ..... from .... Garda station. Back in 2010, you signed up for the Garda Bike Safety course. Sorry for the delay but we are able to take you next week if you're available". I knew the universe had a sense of humour...

mattjack · 20-07-2012 11:56PM

cantdecide wrote: »

I left Ireland last autumn and left my phone behind. I had my number since 1999 so was pretty attached to it. I ended going on an epic motorcycle journey in Nepal with a mate for a month and a half after which I was meant to return to New Zealand.

All my plans came to a crashing end in the far west of the country and a month after I was meant to get back to Auckland, I arrived back in Cork only fit to recuperate from heavy injuries. My life was, and is, upside down since the accident, but I'm well on the mend, thankfully.

I rang up Vodafone after I got back and told them my number was dead but I wanted to get it reinstated. They told me what to do and lo and behold it worked.

Literally 20 minutes after the phone came back on, My very first call in almost a year in that number went like "This is Garda ..... from .... Garda station. Back in 2010, you signed up for the Garda Bike Safety course. Sorry for the delay but we are able to take you next week if you're available". I knew the universe had a sense of humour...

You know when you said your life was upside down....was that from being in New Zealand ?

EoghanIRL · 21-07-2012 12:01AM

Every time I go on holidays to somewhere a good bit away such as the states I always see people I know. I saw my neighbours a few weeks back in Florida, local shopkeeper too. Either that or I'm beig stalked

cantdecide · 21-07-2012 12:01AM

mattjack wrote: »

You know when you said your life was upside down....was that from being in New Zealand ?

You would make fun of the disabled? Let's be friend

mattjack · 21-07-2012 12:06AM

cantdecide wrote: »

You would make fun of the disabled? Let's be friend

Now, you said you had injuries... and now you've become disabled.. my friend.

starbelgrade · 21-07-2012 12:09AM

mattjack wrote: »

Now, you said you had injuries... and now you've become disabled.. my friend.

Being from Cork is a disability.

castletownman · 21-07-2012 12:10AM

My cousin shares his birthday with his first born niece. Coincidentally, his brother, father of the niece, shares a birthday with their uncle. So therefore there's two examples of an uncle sharing a birthday with an nephew/niece in my extended family. Crazy I know!

mattjack · 21-07-2012 12:12AM

castletownman wrote: »

My cousin shares his birthday with his first born niece. Coincidentally, his brother, father of the niece, shares a birthday with their uncle. So therefore there's two examples of an uncle sharing a birthday with an nephew/niece in my extended family. Crazy I know!

This all happened on the last Wednesday before yesterday afternoon.

starbelgrade · 21-07-2012 12:13AM

castletownman wrote: »

My cousin shares his birthday with his first born niece. Coincidentally, his brother, father of the niece, shares a birthday with their uncle. So therefore there's two examples of an uncle sharing a birthday with an nephew/niece in my extended family. Crazy I know!

My mam & dad both got married on the exact same day, same date, same year. Crazy stuff.

mattjack · 21-07-2012 12:14AM

starbelgrade wrote: »

My mam & dad both got married on the exact same day, same date, same year. Crazy stuff.

To each other ?

keano_afc · 21-07-2012 12:15AM

Only last week, my brother sells his dog to a couple in Wicklow. Has a big goodbye to the pooch with his 2 kids and they all go their separate ways. 2 days later, he's out for a walk with the misses and kids and who do they bump in to only the doggy and the new owners. Cue the kids having to say goodbye all over again.

starbelgrade · 21-07-2012 12:17AM

keano_afc wrote: »

Only last week, my brother sells his dog to a couple in Wicklow. Has a big goodbye to the pooch with his 2 kids and they all go their separate ways. 2 days later, he's out for a walk with the misses and kids and who do they bump in to only the doggy and the new owners. Cue the kids having to say goodbye all over again.

With all those goodbyes, it sounds like the end of Lord of the Rings.

Mr_Spaceman · 21-07-2012 12:20AM

Talking of pets, back in childhood we had a tabby cat who had to be put to sleep due to old age and whatnot.

Anyway, a few days later, my mother opened the front door and another tabby cat, not much older than a kitten really, was sitting on the step - it looked at us as if to say 'Hello. I'm your replacement'.

Strange kitty calmly walked in, made itself at home and stayed with us for about a year.

SafeSurfer · 21-07-2012 12:21AM

As a disillusioned and wayward teen I signed up to fight on the Croatian side during the Yugoslavian civil war. After 6 weeks of basic training and having to purchase my own Kalashnikov, I was posted to a small village about 50 km north west of Dubrovnik. As we were raw recruits the area was expected to be relatively trouble free and we spent most of our time drinking coffee and playing cards, a Croatian version of gin rummy.
On the fourth day of our arrival in the village we came under heavy and totally unexpected artillery fire just before dawn. This was without a doubt the most terrifying experience of my life. We were sheltering in the basement of a stone building that offered some protection from the shrapnel flying about but every fibre in my being was screaming run, run. With the terrifying noise, the incredible vibrations as the earth and every bone in my body shook, the smoke, the dust, all I wanted to do was run to fresh air, away from the noise, even though this would have more than likely been fatal.
Suddenly as if by flicking a switch the shelling stopped. There was silence outside but still a painful ringing in my ears that seemed to be rattling my whole skull.
One of the older guys, Ante crawled up the stairs of the basement to have a look to see what was going on. A couple of seconds later we hear two shots ring out and a terrible screaming from upstairs. Immediately 2 of Ante's mates race up the steps and return with Ante, ashen faced and with blood covering his entire upper body. He was writhing in pain as they place him on the dust covered floor.
They removed his jacket and shirt which were saturated in blood. He screamed at every twist and turn as his jacket was removed. Then I saw through the blood that he had been shot in the left shoulder and I was so relieved that he was not going to die there and then. It was a kind of euphoria and we all relaxed a little. Then I looked at him lying on the floor in his blood soaked tshirt and there on his chest, bloodied but unbowed was the unmistakable face of Jack Charlton staring back at me!

It took a moment for it to sink in and in my astonishment and probably still in shock from the morning's events I could'nt get the words out so I ripped off my shirt to reveal an identical tshirt underneath.

We all laughed and hugged, even Ante who was screaming in agony in between high pitched wails of laughter, thankful to be alive.

For weeks later when the guys would tell other people that we met about it they would salute me and call me "Jackie's Army".

ArtyM · 21-07-2012 12:22AM

Many many many years ago as a young kid I found a book in the house about visualisation and goal setting. Read it and thought I would give it a whirl.
Set a goal of having 50 quid - never had my own money before and 50 quid was a lot to me, and a lot at the time.
Followed all the instructions - wrote it down and imagined having it/being given it etc.
Before the month was out my Grandad had died and bequeathed me......50 quid.

I'll be honest, that kinda put me off goal setting.

3ndahalfof6 · 21-07-2012 12:23AM

Patchy~ wrote: »

Without fail, my birthday falls on the same day every year :eek:

Read a bit there on synchronicity but it didn't really make sense to me, probably should have a picked a better time than midnight.

date.

Johnny Bitte · 21-07-2012 12:31AM

Met a guy in a mental hospital who kept repeating a set of numbers.
When I got out I played these numbers in the lotto and won!!
Since then my luck changed for the worse culminating in my plane crashing on the way back from Australia.
I landed on an island where we found a hatch which had the numbers stamped on it!
Stranger still when we got inside the hatch there was a man with a computer which needed a certain list of numbers to entered or the island would be destroyed, only for it to be the same numbers I used to in the lotto!!!

Weird,dude!

keano_afc · 21-07-2012 12:33AM

starbelgrade wrote: »

With all those goodbyes, it sounds like the end of Lord of the Rings.

Kids are 3 and 6, they'd had the mutt around all their lives.

brummytom · 21-07-2012 12:34AM

I was on holiday in Bulgaria last week.

Was walking down the main strip in an Ireland top. Lad walked past me and said 'nice top, man'. I said 'haha cheers... you're in our hotel aren't you?'
He said 'Fúck me, a brummy accent!'.

We got talking, asked whereabouts he was from. Turns out his best mate is a mate of mine.

Also, in Dublin Busaras last summer, there was a lad standing near me and he looked so much like someone I know, incredibly so. After about 20 minutes of glances over to him, it was bugging me too much. I went over and asked if he had a brother called Ciaran. He said yeah, (Ciaran is the same person who was friends with the lad in Bulgaria!) and we've been mates since, got the bus, ferry and trains back to Brum together.

Last one. My uncle runs a charity in South Africa, working closely with a parish and a priest he's friends with. When my nan died, we had an African priest doing the funeral as the usual one was away. My uncle got talking to the priest after the service, and found out he'd studied with my uncle's friend.

It's a small world.

cantdecide · 21-07-2012 12:35AM

My dad lost a hubcap off his VW Passat a couple of years ago. He'd only been on a short trip so decided to take my mother for a Sunday afternoon drive and back-track and see if he could find it.

A couple of hours later, they return with his VW Passat hubcap and I said 'Oh great- you found it'. Dad said 'no, we gave up looking after a couple of passes so went for a drive to Kinsale instead. That's where we found this one'.

cantdecide · 21-07-2012 12:51AM

Being a petrolhead I had a two wheel task and a four wheel task to take care of a couple of years ago. 1) find a new car and 2) find a specialist motorbike painter to respray my bike (good ones are rare these days).

I went through a painstaking process of finding a car and eventually after seeing one that was satisfactory, paid a deposit and agreed to come back the following weekend. It was 70 or 80 K's away. Happy days.

My motorbike mechanic rang me the next day. He told me someone had just left his shop who had just had some paintwork done. It looked great and he'd gotten the painters number for me. He said he didn't know anything else about him. I got the number and rang the guy and I was happy with his credentials so agreed to bring the bike to him.

When he started giving me directions I realised that it was all sounding very familiar. He lived up the same little nowheresville boreen, 70 or 80 k's away alongside the guy selling me the car and the two guys were lifelong best friends...

donegal_road · 21-07-2012 12:52AM

1. I went on a trip to Italy and was going from town to town by train, no particular plan, starting in Venice and going down to Sorrento via Florence & Rome. Walking down the street in Sorrento I met my neighbour from home on her honeymoon. My brother had been at her wedding and said to her that she would probably run into me in Italy as I had a nack of coincidences etc.
Later that night in an Irish bar, I ended up in the company of a couple from Northern Ireland. The girl said she knew one girl from Donegal but hadnt seen her in years.. it so happened to be my neighbour who we had met on the street earlier that day.

2. Last year I was sitting in a house in Niagara on the Lake when the phone rang. A woman with an Irish accent started talking.. 'I want you to take the dinner plates over to the other house and set the table..'
I stopped her and asked her if she was from Ireland, she said she was, and I replied that I also was Irish. It turned out that she is from Wicklow and is living in Niagara and had dialed a wrong number.

Senna · 21-07-2012 01:30AM

My Uncle from Bray was over in New York on holidays and one night they headed to an Irish bar for a drink, got talking to the barman and turned out it was one of my childhood friends from Donegal.
The next day the Uncle when to Yankee Stadium to watch a game and the same friend of mine sits down in the seat beside them and neither of them had mentioned that they were going the night before.

Your most impressive co-incidence...

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