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| I have a good friend with a common name. At work one day she got a call from a man who wanted to speak with her about something technical. She spoke with him for a while then realized that what he was talking about was completely different than what she knew about. He insisted that she was the person he was told to call. Then he said the name of the company, and it was a different company across town. He mixed up the number by switching two of them and coincidentally got another woman with the same name. My friend contacted that other woman and they laughed for a long time, then met for lunch and are still friends after 15 years. |
That is touching. |
| I was out at a bar with some girlfriends one night and we met some guys and spent the evening hanging out. I was talking to one of the guys exchanging the usual info, when he told me that his father went to the same school I had gone to. My father also went to the same school I went to. We continued talking and he told me that his dad had been in a fraternity, the same one my dad had been in. I heard my dad talk about his fraternity brothers who are still good friends even though they are scattered all over the country. It turns out his dad was my dad's good friend. All of us now keep in touch and when my dad comes into town, we all get together. |
| A guy I dated as a freshman in university told me, the first night he met, that has was from Manhattan. I asked him where. He said Upper West side. I asked him where. Turned out that he lived in the same building two floors up from my cousins whom I visited twice a year every year of my middle and high school days. |
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Years ago I was trying on clothes in a dressing room at a discount clothing store. The woman in the stall next to me asked for my opinion on some dresses she was trying on - I gave her my opinion and went on my merry way.
The next day, I was looking for my first house to buy and went into an open house. I opened the door - and there was the same woman - she was the realtor showing the open house! |
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A bunch of years ago, I attended law school in the midwest. I spent one summer doing a "summer abroad" program in England. About 20 classmates from my school went. One of the classmates brought her family with her, including her 1st grade daughter, Drew. Since we were all together for the 8 week program, we all got to know the little girl as well. Toward the end of the summer, I decided to visit Greenwich on my own. As I was standing near the GMT line, getting ready to take a picture of it (obligatory touristy thing to do), I noticed another tourist doing the same thing. So I offered to take a picture of him standing on the line with his camera and he did the same for me. We got to talking... turns out -there in England- he was a first grade teacher from the same midwestern town we lived in, on summer holiday... and he was Drew's first grade teacher!
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wow |
Ok, that is freaky! |
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When I had graduated college I went back packing across Europe. I took the ferry from Brindisi, Italy to Corfu, Greece. Back packers all slept on the decks in our sleeping bags during the overnight trip. My friend and I spent the night next to two girls that we ended up spending the week with in Corfu. Found out a few days into the trip that the one girl's father was a professor I had just had the past semester. And her brother was a friend of mine through the fraternity I was a little sister to. Completely random.
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| My now-husband and I went on our first weekend away together to Delaware to visit his best friend from high school. At an enormous, super-crowded club in Wilmington, we randomly bumped into a different guy who was a good friend of theirs from high school. He was also the best friend of a guy I dated for a long time in college (that ended badly). That was literally the only person we knew in common before we met. |
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I was visiting my sister in CT and decided to go out and have a couple of beers for St. Patrick's day. My sister lived close enough that I figured I would just walk home. There was a man at the bar who decided to leave when I did and started following me. I was starting to get really nervous about because he started talking to me and there were no other open stores or any other people. As I turned the corner, and got more worried, I not only saw someone but someone that looked familiar. It was a guy from my hometown! He was in this same small town visiting some friends in and was at the only other open bar. He was on his way back to his friend's house when I ran into him. I didn't really know him well but our brothers were good friends and his father was my elementary school principle. I am pretty sure that running into him saved my life.
My sister and I missed the funeral of a friend because we were at our brother's wedding out of state. When we returned home we went to the cemetery to see him. Only problem was that the cemetery was huge and we had no idea where he was buried. Some how we were able to drive right to his burial plot. It was as if he had guided us there. |
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My mother was set up on a blind date with a man a loooong time ago, she canceled that date to go out with (who became) my father. Fast forward 10+ years and my parents are divorced and my mother meets my (now) stepfather. They date, get married...life goes on. One day they get to talking about how my step-dad met his first wife. It was a blind date, set up by the same person my mother's blind date was set up by....they end up finding out it WAS THE SAME DATE. The one she canceled on to be with my father, the one he met his first wife on. So they would have actually met a long time before they actually did, but then I wouldn't be here!
Also, same mom and dad...my step-dad was an orderly working the maternity ward in the same town, same hospital I was born at, same time frame in which I was born. He gets to talking with my mom one night about having to break up a fight on the hall one night between a drunk guy and a doctor. The drunk guy thought the doc was hitting on his laboring wife (he was really drunk). Turns out the laboring woman was my mom and the drunk guy was my father. Nice. Clearly my mother and step-dad were destined to meet. |
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When I was in the 7th grade, my best friend that I met that year shared many traits with me:
1. We had the same first name 2. Her birthday was the same as my sisters 3. My birthday was the same as her sisters 4. We both had a father who divorced our mother at an early age and both were named Robert And my husband and I found out when we started dating that our fathers both lived in the same small town in Nevada (seriously, population is tiny) although we met in North Carolina and neither of us have ever lived in Nevada. |
that's pretty wild. |
| My dad went to prom with my husband's mother's best friend. Thing is, my dad lives in Miami, and my husband's mother's best friend has lived in Canada for the past 30 years. They re-met at our engagement party. (My dad is happily married to my step-mom) It was soooooo weird!!!! |