Okay, I’ve got 3 - I’m sure they are merely coincidences, but I think they were interesting.
I had violent food poisoning. I woke up at 4:53 (noticed the time for some reason) and was ill for hours. When I called in to work, I told my manager that I woke up at 4:53 and had been ill. My manager said that his partner had died years ago at 4:53 in the morning and it was a time that kept surfacing in my manager’s life (as if the partner were saying hello). I just thought it was interesting, as sick as I was, I still bothered to note the time and then I told my manager the exact time, it seems like an odd detail to include when calling in sick to work. I told my manager to please tell his dead partner to stop using me for a link from the dead! Just a coincidence, but kind of interesting.
Someone that worked at my company that I never worked with directly, left the company about 3 months ago. I never thought of them again - we weren’t friends and had worked in different groups. On Tuesday night, I dreamed that I walked into another co-worker’s office, and ex-coworker was there. On Wednesday, someone mentioned that ex-coworker was working at the company again. Why would I dream about this guy? Coincidence - but weird.
On Wednesday night, I had a very detailed dream about my manager (who is also a friend). I emailed him on Thursday to tell him about my dream. I told him I dreamed he had a fabulous new apartment in a big city (and I specifically mentioned that I wasn’t sure it was the city we live in - Seattle). I told him that the building in my dream had a 2 story glass lobby. My manager responded back that the previous weekend he had been touring fancy condos in Vancouver - and had looked at an apartment with a 2 story glass lobby.
So, if I dream any lottery numbers any time soon, I’m so writing them down!
Well in high school I was in love with a certain girl. I knew she took a trigonometry class at the same time that I was in study hall. I remember once thinking about her in study hall and trying to imagine what she would look like sitting in class. I remember walking by the classroom once before and seeing her sitting in the back row of the class so I tried to meditate thinking of her sitting in the back row. After a bit I got a short, couple of seconds long flash of me hovering over the class but with no audio but instead of sitting in the back of the class she was in the front row, I think 2nd row from the left. I thought that was neat and didn’t think about it. A few weeks after that I had to go down to that class to pick up a test during study hall and she was sitting in the seat I saw her in in my vision, not in the seat I thought she sat in when I walked by class that one day. Maybe that one day that I saw her in back she was just sitting there to talk to someone and that seat (in back) wasn’t her assigned seat. Either way, it was interesting that I saw her in her assigned seat when I thought her actual seat was somewhere else. There is also no way I could’ve known her seat by walking by and unconsciouly remembering ecause the door was built in such a way that when you walk past you can’t see the first few rows.
I have other things too, but that is one of the odder ones.
Both of these things happen to me too. WHat happens to me is that for no reason I’ll think of an episode of a TV show and in a day or two that episode will be on the air. Even if its a show I don’t regularly watch I may end up just watching TV at a certain time and see the episode I was thinking of. Its odd enough when it happens with regular shows I watch regularly (like the simpsons which is on 2x a day on fox) but when it happens with TV shows I don’t regularly watch its even weirder. ALso, I have never consciously remembered remembering a show until I actually watched it. I have done this 30+ times but everytime I do it I don’t consciously remember it until I am actually watching the show. By that I mean, I have never had a vision then said ‘I’m going to watch show X’ or anything, it just slips my mind until the show is on. I don’t know why either but its like I’m not able to consciously understand that I had a vision of these shows based on these fleeting visions until I am actually watching them a day or two later.
I also get the radio reception thing too, but it happens when I move my hand near the radio. I don’t know what the cause of that is.
There have been several about mystery phone calls that reminded me of something similar that happened a couple of years ago. I live in Northern Ireland but was studying at a university in Manchester, England.
I phoned my mum regularly to let her know how I was getting on never from the mobile phone that I carried around with me. I was working in the university library when my mobile phone rang and I answered it and heard my mum almost in a panic and asking, “Whats wrong! Whats wrong!”, I finally got her calmed down, assured her I was alright and told her I’d have to go outside to talk to her (mobile phones in the library being verbotten).
It turned out that she was at home watching the television when the phone rang and when she answered it she could her me telling her to phone me back as quickly as possible before hanging up. She did so with all sorts of visions of disaster flashing before her eyes, not knowing my mobile number she used re-dail to get my number and call me back.
Now at no point had I even touched my mobile phone that day, I certainly hadn’t called home and told her to call me back, but she swears that it was 100% definitely my voice on the other end and she said it sounded like I was in some sort of serious trouble. And how did my mobile number appear on her phone if I hadn’t used it?!?
Something strange that happened to me is a reason I can’t entirely dismiss the idea of ghosts.
When I was in middle school we had two orange cats & three orange kittens, and a sort-of-ours grey shorthair cat. The last cat was a pregnant stray who’d followed me home one day, Katie, whose kittens we were going to give away. The two orange cats and the kittens were let out during the day, and the stray wouldn’t come in, so she was always an outdoors cat.
Every day I’d walk home from the bus stop and check on the cats. That particular day I looked around, found the mom, her grown daughter, and kittens, but didn’t see Katie at first. But then I saw her sitting under the picnic table, washing a paw.
I heard one of the neighbor boys shouting, so I turned away to see what was going on. “There’s a dead cat in the road!” He shouted, having made a grizzly discovery when he got home from school too. I went to look, hoping it wasn’t a cat I knew.
It was Katie.
Confused, I ran back to where I’d seen her a minute before. Momma cat, her grown daughter, three kittens playing…no Katie.
I tried to explain to my dad that I’d just seen her when he went to collect her body, but she was cold and stiff. He said she’d been dead for hours.
I get premonitions several times a year for minor events that are going to happen very soon, like knowing that a specific person is going to call seconds before the phone rings, or reaching to catch something just before it starts to fall.
A few months ago, we were on our way home from a weekend trip, driving on a six-lane interstate. Hubby was driving, and I was playing Pokemon or something. I happened to look up just as a car passed us pulling a boat trailer in the farthest left lane. I started to ask Hubby if we should somehow warn that driver that the right-side tire on the trailer was about to blow, but stopped myself when I realized that it hadn’t happened yet, and that it would sound silly. Sure enough, about two minutes later, I saw the tire blow. There was NOTHING visible about the trailer or tire to make anyone think there was anything wrong.
Going further back… My first “boyfriend” in high school was diagnosed with cancer when we were in our senior year. By the time they found the cancer, it had spread too far for surgery to do much good. He got chemo treatments for several months, but eventually refused them anymore. He knew he was dying, and he wanted his last months to be happier than the chemo would let him be. We had a bad breakup, mainly because I couldn’t stand how moody he had gotten. We went off to different colleges, and pretty much lost touch with each other. I was the only one from my high school at my college, so I got news from classmates only sporadically, but virtually nothing about my old boyfriend.
We got through the first semester of college, and over Christmas, I heard he was doing much better than the doctors expected. Around the first week of March, though, I got a very strong premonition about him, and wrote a very long letter essentially apologizing for my own behavior, and trying to let him know how much I did care for him, and how much I wanted him to be happy. I mailed the letter on March 15. On March 17, I got a call from his mother, who told me that he had lapsed into a coma a few days before that. She had received my letter and read it to him, but she didn’t know how much he understood of it under the circumstance. He died on March 19–which coincidentally was the date of my parents’ anniversary (they had divorced the previous year), and was later the date of my grandfather’s death.
When I was still in the Navy, a friend was done with his enlistment and heading home. His parents drove down to San Diego from I think Oregon.
A bunch of us were seeing him off. We went out to our favorite place Hollywood Pizza. (Waitresses were all hot and friendly). After dinner we all went back to his parents motel room. Somehow talk turn to Ghosts. Probably a 15-minute conversation and then the windows rattled loudly and everything started shaking. My one friend actually screamed :eek: and I quickly threw open the curtain.
What we of course saw was everyone getting out of the motel, it was a minor earthquake.
We all had a good laugh at the way we frighten ourselves collectively.
So not spooky or supernatural but definitely weird.
I remember as a child having an incredibly vivid dream about a digital watch. It had a red band, and the LED numerals were also red.
My sister got that very watch for her birthday later that year.
When Ivyboy was younger, not more than three or so, I was watching some silly mini-series on TV. It had WWII bi-planes in it, and he turned to me and said, “Mommy, I died in an airplane.”
“You did?” I said.
“Yes. The men in blue shot me down.” Then he went back to playing. :eek:
Well, since jrfranchi mentioned Hollywood and San Diego…
It was during a time I was trying to interest Jim Belushi’s people in a script I have an option to. Friends of mine were saying it sounded like something for Adam Sandler, but I didn’t see him in the role. Anyhow, one night I’m procrastinating in a video store, cruising the book section. First book I open up, first words I come across, is a reference to Sandler. I close the book as this reminds me I need to get to writing and exit the store. On the way out, my backpack clips a video display, knocks over one video: Adam Sandler’s best skits from Saturday Night Live. I go into the adjacent coffee house and write a letter to Sandler. Upon writing the final sentence of the letter, the question posed on Who Wants to be a Millionaire (which was playing on the TV) is: Which comedian made the album “Stan & Judy’s Kid”? The answer is Sandler. And…
The writer of said script worked as a question writer for Who Wants to be a Millionaire. And I don’t ever recalling the TV even being on in that coffee house ever before – always music.
A couple years later I met my now-wife, Madison, at the home of a producer who produced two Sandler movies, coincidentally on Sandler’s birthday. A while later I give her the nickname “Happy” after we walked out of a movie called “Hey Happy.” Then it dawned on me that my wife’s name is Happy Madison, which is the name of Sandler’s production company.
More coincidental than weird, but goodness, do you need any more of a “sign”?
Hollywood ending: I did get Sandler’s development guy to read the script, but he mostly bagged on it and insulted me.
Another coincidence, didn’t happen to me, but to my sister.
In her teens, Moonsister was the World’s Greatest Neil Diamond Fan. Ten years to the day she bought her first Neil Diamond album (“Hot August Night”), my mom’s boyfriend showed up at our house with tickets to a Neil Diamond concert. They went. The concert happened to be recorded for another live album: Hot August Night 3. The album jacket features a crowd shot. My sister is in the picture.
I’ve lurked on this board for a long time before registering and during that time I was doing research on nuclear weapons for a university course and so was reading through a related thread when the subject of the top security level “Yankee White” came up. Thinking that was interesting (and I had 100% definitely never heard of it before, I have a good memory for that sort of thing) I took note and saved the thread for later.
I got up and took a book of my shelf that I’d bought from a second-hand book shop earlier that day, (“SIOP” by Peter Pringle and William Arkin) opened it at random and started reading…a discussion of the top-secret security code “Yankee White”…
