No, of course I wouldn’t believe them. If they know my current job, etc. then they’ve either been stalking me or are a creepy small child. Either way I’m not interested and would like them to get the hell away from me. Even if I believed in past lives, this one person just happens to remember all of these details and nobody else is aware of any past lives they’ve lived ever? It’s immediately suspicious.
I would be very curious to know how they happened to know so much about me, and from that point on, my reaction wold be largely predicated on the circumstances of the encounter, which is left murky by the OP. Presuming, of course, that any of what they say rings true according to my own knowledge.
*If someone claimed to know you in a past life, how would you react? *
I would also demand that they pay me the money that they still owe me from that past life.
What if you owed them money instead? 
You mean as if they had access to. . . Google?
I’d tell them gently they are wrong. This is my one and only life. I didn’t exist before it, and after it I will be in Heaven.
I would think the person had Alzheimer and say that nice and walk away !
If I was hoping to get laid I would go along with it. Back in the 60’s and 70’s we would hear crap like this all the time. There was a brief period on my life when I may have actually given them the honest benefit of the doubt.
Oh, I would totally believe them and suggest we do the talk show circuit after getting our story all lined up. Maybe there’s big bucks to be had. A book deal and a made for TV movie. Yea, I would totally believe;)!!
What does knowing information about you now have anything to do with knowing you in a previous lifetime?
My exwife got really pissed at me because we were at some vacation get away with some ancient Greek looking buildings. She had one of those “Wow. I just realized one of my previous lives.” and I was “You’re keeping me from the water.”
There is a reason she’s an ex.
I would probably burst into tears and bring them in for a big manly hug then, when they let their guard down, I’d slip a knife between their ribs and tell them:
“You should have stayed dead, Jimmy, did you think I’d forget about Madrid?”
Then I’d carry on with my day.
Suspending disbelief for the hell of it. OK, this person knew me well in:
a) my current life, but
b) their previous life.
Excluding my grandparents, the people who’ve known me well in this life are either © still alive, or (d) have died relatively recently.
OK, let’s take the grandparents. My grandparents died between 1977 and 1994, so their new lives could be old enough to track me down. Simple test: I’d ask them to describe their homes, and sketch out the floor plans for me. Good luck with that if you hadn’t actually spent much time in the house, whichever one it was.
I can think of one close friend from high school who died in late 2007, when we were 53. He knew me well enough to tell some good stories. But say the day after he died, his next life began as a sperm bonked into an egg somewhere. He’s born into his new life in the summer of 2008, so he’s not even 10 yet. It’ll be awhile before he tracks me down.
I do not suffer fools gladly. If someone claims past life knowledge, tells me jesus died for my sins, or wants to discuss MLM, I pick up my beer and find another empty seat at the bar. If they follow me I complain to the manager and have the fool tossed.
If I was young and stupid, and she was hot? Well, yeah. 
Didn’t you kill ma bruvvah?
Yeah… I’d be more freaked out at being accosted by, depending on when life begins in this scenario, either an 8 month old baby or a fetus.
Though if that does happen, either the world or my brain have stopped functioning correctly, so all bets are kind of off.
Is that all it would take to convince you? With the bar set that low, give me your name and in 48 hours I’ll have you thinking I’m Nostradamus.
You know, the last time you asked me that we were both in the court as Versailles and … 
This actually happened to me once back in college. I listened politely for a while and then managed to find a reason to get lost. When I bumped into him again and he tried to bring up the subject I asked him not to because “it screws up my karma on this plain and could haunt me in the next several”. Somehow that made sense to him and the subject was never brought up again. Believe or not (I don’t) really doesn’t enter into the equation for me; I’m just not curious about how folks “know” things that surprise me.
I suppose they would have to be a small child (or maybe a woodland creature?), and speaking with a freaky deep voice, so yeah, I guess would believe them . :rolleyes:
“I’m sorry, I have no memory of that.”
While I’m certain that some sub-set of the people who would say such a thing are sincere, it’s also a favorite gambit for con-men who are trying to establish false connection and trust. So yeah, a polite but firm end to the conversation.