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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If only I'd had a phone to NORAD
One night I had a rather intense dream that I was in a car that was going through an intersection, when it was promptly T-boned in the right back quarter by another car at a high rate of speed. Smoke started pouring from the rear end. Just as I was recovering from the shock of this, another car came from the opposite direction, slamming into the front left fender with even more ferocious force. Smoke billowed out of the front of the car. I was debating whether to break a window and jump out the driver's side when I snapped awake.
Two cars hitting me sideways at high speed from opposite directions.
My wife, lying next to me, immediately related the story of her own dream that she had just had, of being on some form of mass transit that was out of control, with everyone screaming in fear but unable to do anything.
I thought nothing more of it until I went downstairs, turned on the television, and was greeted by the sight of...
...the burning, collapsing World Trade Center towers in New York, that had been hit broadside by two airplanes from opposite directions at a high rate of speed.
It was September 11, 2001.
I swear to $SUPREME_BEING. 100% true.
( , Fri 9 Feb 2007, 11:15, Reply)
One night I had a rather intense dream that I was in a car that was going through an intersection, when it was promptly T-boned in the right back quarter by another car at a high rate of speed. Smoke started pouring from the rear end. Just as I was recovering from the shock of this, another car came from the opposite direction, slamming into the front left fender with even more ferocious force. Smoke billowed out of the front of the car. I was debating whether to break a window and jump out the driver's side when I snapped awake.
Two cars hitting me sideways at high speed from opposite directions.
My wife, lying next to me, immediately related the story of her own dream that she had just had, of being on some form of mass transit that was out of control, with everyone screaming in fear but unable to do anything.
I thought nothing more of it until I went downstairs, turned on the television, and was greeted by the sight of...
...the burning, collapsing World Trade Center towers in New York, that had been hit broadside by two airplanes from opposite directions at a high rate of speed.
It was September 11, 2001.
I swear to $SUPREME_BEING. 100% true.
( , Fri 9 Feb 2007, 11:15, Reply)
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