Spoooky Coincidence
B3ta'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
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 14:07)
B3ta'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
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 14:07)
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Many years ago, I worked in Oxford. There was a chap there called Georgui, who everyone knew. Like, everyone. Apparently, everywhere he went, he'd meet someone he knew. It was a running joke. Anyhow, I got to know him when I got the job, and like most people, laughed over the whole thing.
Fast forward some number of months. I split up with an ex-girlfriend, and sulked off to my Dad's for a bit of pint-shaped therapy. Turns out my Dad and brother had planned a trip to Avebury to see the stone circle and stuff. Blooming miles from Oxford and everything, see. We did the place, all dead impressive, and eventually decided to head for home.
I'm telling them all about Georgui, and how he always meets someone he knows everywhere. We were just giggling over the chances of this happening, when... round the next corner walks Georgui and two mates. We greet each other, high five (told you it was a while ago) and laugh over the co-incidence.
His mates scowl brutally in Bulgarian. Turns out they'd taken him to the most unlikely place they could think of, just because he met someone he knew everywhere he went. They'd thought that they'd finally managed it after months of trying, when he spotted me!
He bought me a few drinks over it... it was nothing compared to the fun he'd had winding his mates up over it.
The best co-incidence ever, tho': I really love Mrs. God, and she reeally loves me, too. What's the odds of that happening?
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 18:33, Reply)
Many years ago, I worked in Oxford. There was a chap there called Georgui, who everyone knew. Like, everyone. Apparently, everywhere he went, he'd meet someone he knew. It was a running joke. Anyhow, I got to know him when I got the job, and like most people, laughed over the whole thing.
Fast forward some number of months. I split up with an ex-girlfriend, and sulked off to my Dad's for a bit of pint-shaped therapy. Turns out my Dad and brother had planned a trip to Avebury to see the stone circle and stuff. Blooming miles from Oxford and everything, see. We did the place, all dead impressive, and eventually decided to head for home.
I'm telling them all about Georgui, and how he always meets someone he knows everywhere. We were just giggling over the chances of this happening, when... round the next corner walks Georgui and two mates. We greet each other, high five (told you it was a while ago) and laugh over the co-incidence.
His mates scowl brutally in Bulgarian. Turns out they'd taken him to the most unlikely place they could think of, just because he met someone he knew everywhere he went. They'd thought that they'd finally managed it after months of trying, when he spotted me!
He bought me a few drinks over it... it was nothing compared to the fun he'd had winding his mates up over it.
The best co-incidence ever, tho': I really love Mrs. God, and she reeally loves me, too. What's the odds of that happening?
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 18:33, Reply)
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