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People Share The Most Statistically Improbable Thing That's Happened To Them — And We're Building A Bomb Shelter

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Life can truly seem like a random string of improbable coincidences or disasters. There are moments where you wonder.... is this "actually" happening? What are the odds? It makes you want to believe in faith, a higher power or... Big Brother. Anyway the evidence plays out, we all have a lot of questioning to do.

Redditor u/Randomusername123432 wanted to know what possible fate we never believed could happen awaits by asking.... What is the most statistically improbable thing to happen to you?

Wrong Room.... 


When at college we had old style (plug in) phones in each of our rooms. Never used them, didn't even know the number. One day mine rang, I picked it up and some old guy was asking for a Phillip. I told him that, no, there wasn't a Phillip here - but this old guys voice sounded really familiar, like really really familiar, like I was 90% sure, so I asked,

"Grandpa? *(Insert grandpa's full name) Is that you?" (It was)

Turns out he was trying to call an old friend, and had been pressing 2 instead of 5 when dialing the number ie 2782 387 instead of 5785 387. And it happened to be the phone number to my room. SugarHigh4me

And Yet Again! 

I was telling my coworkers about an interesting customer of mine from a month before, who looked like a hobo but bought a very nice product and talked about his international travels, to remind them not to judge customers on appearances only. Right as I finished the story, he walked in to buy another identical one as backup.

Cue a month or so later and I was telling the story again to a different coworker, with the update that he'd appeared as if summoned the last time... AND YET AGAIN he walked in right on the heels of my story about him, to buy again.

...he's probably standing at the locked door of the closed store now since I told the story again.... quats5

Stay Still.... all will make sense... 

I lost my wallet one night partying in redondo beach. About a month later I was sitting down on some big boulders that make up the breakwater again in redonda and I looked down by my feet and there was my wallet, sitting there water logged on one of the rocks. Nothing missing out of it. About a year later, the same wallet goes missing again. I'm like wtf is going on? No idea. So a month later, I'm in a rando grocery store and the cashier sorta recognizes me and says "hey stay right here" She goes over to an office and comes back with my wallet. Nothing missing. Had all my cash still there.

Beer & Fire.... 

Opened a beer while sitting around a bonfire, threw the cap in the fire and it bounced in the air off a log and landed on top of my friends beer. We just froze. I don't even want to know the chances of making that happen again. ObamasRetirementPlan

You're hired! As a husband! 


I have a good one!

When I was still dating my wife, she was on vacation with her parents in Cancun and her flight was cancelled due to a storm. She had a hugely important job interview coming up and no one in the airport could get her on a flight home in time. She called me, frantic, from her hotel asking me to help.

So, I went on the airport website and found a single first-class ticket to fly to JFK that same night. I bought it, knowing it might not still be available after calling my then-girlfriend to confirm. $1,400 later, I call her hotel in Cancun only to find she and her parents have checked out and are nowhere to be found. This was quite a while ago, so they did not have cell phones with international plans.

Now freaking out more than a little, I call both the hotel and the airport multiple times trying to get in touch with her. No luck. So I Google to see if there are any other numbers listed for the airport, where I assume she must be, and I come across a crappy looking little website listing what it claims to be the phone numbers of a bank of pay phones in the airport.

I called the first number on that list of pay phones. It rings for a while, and someone picks up. It's my wife's voice. In the middle of a Mexican airport jam-packed with stuck travelers, she overheard that exact payphone ringing and happened to pick it up.

I passed her all the flight details, spoke again with the airport to confirm she could board. She got on the flight to JFK with 15 minutes to spare. She now tells this story as the day she decided to marry me.

Oh yeah, and she got the job. Cotillionb

Stay back and enclosed! 

Not me, a friend.

He was very depressed and became a hermit, picking up agoraphobic fears. He was convinced bad things happen when he leaves the house. Usually referring to injuries or mess sups that did happen to him.

Myself and others convinced him to take a college class just to get out of the house 3 hours a week. He already had a college degree, even from an ivy league school.

It was an elective class, only 15 people. The only thing he had to do for the class was a group project with two other people. One member never showed up, so he spent all his time with the other student.

The partner was a transfer from one of those good California schools. My friend bonded with him in class. Things were looking up for my friend's morale.

3 days before they were set to present, the entire college shut down because of a murder. His partner was the culprit.

My friend was called in for questioning, but that's it. The other student was found guilty and is now sitting out a life sentence.

If that wasn't enough, we convinced my friend to take another class at a different college the following semester.

He became friendly with the kid that sat next to him. A month in, the other student went missing, then found dead. Authorities say it was a suicide.

We're not making him take anymore classes. He hasn't left the house since. Off_Tangent

"Hi dad!"

My father and I are both airline pilots. Early one morning I am working a flight from Louisville to Detroit and he is going from Columbus to Chicago. It's quiet on the radios at that early hour when ATC calls out some traffic for us to look for, and us to another aircraft. When I hear my dad answer the radio. Shortly after that, he says hi to me, and I reply with "Hi Dad." Then we passed directly over his aircraft by 1000 feet. One of the coolest moments of my flying career to date.

Follow up: Thanks for all the support. It means a lot to know people find it as cool as I did. It was a pretty significant moment for me because I was a little a**hole when I was young and flying and our shared love for aviation was what really made my Dad and my relationship take off (pun intended). FlyForDollars

1 in 6,000.....

I went to a small university in the midwest, less than 6000 students.

I bumped into an old classmate one day. On a train in southern Japan. KokonutMonkey


Someone with multiple felonies has my same birthday to the year and first, middle and last name as well as the same eye color and height in my state. it makes all background checks a big pain the ass as well as renewing any official documents like my drivers license. alreadynutz

Light it Up! 


I had a police helicopter light me up in my car with the spotlight and red and blue lights. Pulled over and waited for what I assumed was a swat team coming to get me. Waited 10 mins and then the lights went off and it flew away.

The statistically improbable part is that I was selling weed and had just made a drop. So I thought I was done for. Nope.... Never found out why they lit me up. vagsicles

Seeing Double....

First day of fourth grade a guy and I were confused because we both have the same name and last name, no middle name. Had to deal with that through elementary and middle school. He goes to the same college as me and back in the day we were pretty good friends. An annoying thing is that we'd get each other's papers, grades, Test scores handed to each other. Just from habit I know his old school ID number to this day, as well as his birthday lmao. Even a couple years back a guy sent me a message on FB saying that I'll be his roommate but I live at home. I immediately knew he was talking about the other guy and gave the other guy's account. arincon9



I bought a family reunion T-shirt (not my family) at a thrift store outside Houston. Two years later at Northwestern University outside Chicago I was wearing the shirt, and I ran into a guy in the dining hall wearing the same shirt. He was also not in the family. thiscakeissmashed

When I was 11....

When I was in middle school I friend requested around 30 people with the same name as me. only like 4 accepted but around 6 or 7 years after that I was scrolling through Facebook and saw my name was tagged in something. The picture was at a basketball tournament I went to the previous weekend but when I looked at the picture while I was on the other teams beach the person that was tagged was playing against us. The crazy part was we both travelled 500+ miles from different sides of the country to play in the same tournament on different teams in the same game and picture. And the only reason I saw the picture was I friended other people with the same name as me when I was 11. CrazyTreePeople

Deja Twa....

I run into the same Ukrainian guy every time I go to the Vegas airport. He was my roommate briefly in college and since then it's happened three times. GilbertLeChat

The ID Game...

In 2012 I was mugged at gunpoint while walking home late at night. Lost my wallet and phone but fortunately was fine. Reported to police and never got my stuff back, no surprise.

4 years later I had moved 4500km away and got a phone call from my sister. She was at a music festival and lost her ID. A guy camping next to her found it, noticed the address on her drivers license. He recognized it because it was the same as the address of the fake ID he had been using. He had my ID from my wallet that had been stolen 4 years earlier. My sister handed him the phone and I was more amazed than anything, but I asked where he had got it from, and it sounded like it had been passed around a few people at the school he went to. I told him I didn't want it back, but asked him to promise to not give it to anyone else, and not to steal my identity.

So far my identity hasn't been stolen. sapfromtrees

Sweet Dreams....

I sat behind some guy in Physics that I have never once spoken to. One night he was in my dream for some reason. The next morning he turns around and says "I don't mean to sound weird but you were in my dream last night." This happened 11 years ago and I still can't believe it. WizzlyG33

Can't Kill Me!!!

Got two rare diseases in 1980. One of them had a 98% chance of death; of the 2% who survived 97% ended up in long term care. I'm still on my own today, pretty much functional. onegreatbroad

Crazy Eyes....


I have two totally unrelated eye conditions, one of which affects about 0.04% of the population and the other that is somewhere between 1 and 5%.

The one that affects the 0.04% triggers usually about 5 migraines per day. But I am super, super lucky that my migraines only present with visual symptoms, not pain. Which is again fairly unusual.

My ophthalmologist and I are great friends. candydaze

Got a Card?!

I went to a trade show, and a lot of the companies had bowls with "Drop in your business card to win..." At the end of the day they gathered us all together to draw the prizes... and I won a laptop, an iPhone, a weekend in a resort, a years subscription to MSDN and a carton of wine. After the first two wins people thought it was funny... then there was playful teasing... but for the last couple I just got booed and people groaned a lot. A few people called out "Rigged!" etc... but as the announcer explained it was multiple bowls from multiple companies... all brimming with business cards. Totally freaked me out... felt like the Twilight Zone. WittyButterscotch

Oh La La....

My band were recording in a studio in the Suffolk countryside. It was a pretty remote place. Our singer had written a line in French (we're all British) and after he went though his first vocal take of the song, the engineer asked if we were sure it was correct. We looked at each other suddenly unsure that we'd translated it correctly. At that exact moment there was a knock on the door and it was the engineer's French friend who he hasn't seen for a couple of years. He just popped by to say hello.

We joked that he just appears whenever someone is getting French wrong. Which as it turns out, we were. Ted_Ten_Thousand


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Here are a some people admitting strong opinions they no longer have, and what it took to change those views. Redditor u/segafarm asks:

What is the strongest opinion you once held but no longer hold, and what make you change your mind?

Jade-Colored Glasses

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Cant' Have A Conversation With A Parrot

I used to be a conspiracy theorist. Believed that 9/11 was committed by the US government and that we never landed on the moon.

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A Big, Mysterious Universe

I used to be a strict, hardline atheist. I was the kind of bastard that would bring the subject up for no reason, just to argue. I don't know what the hell my problem was. Now I feel like, the universe is big, I don't know what all might be out there, I don't really care. I live as if there is no afterlife, because that makes sense to me. But if you don't, and you believe in one, that's perfectly fine, and maybe you're right. Who knows?


Portrait Of An Artist As A Young Man

I used to believe anyone can be a successful artist if they just put the time and effort into it. There is no such thing as talent, only hard work.

What changed my mind: Art school. There were quite a few people that tried hard, but just weren't able to achieve professional level art.


You're Not Your Emotions

For the longest time, I thought my emotions were in a sense the most "real" part of me. I was always a very emotional person and I didn't make a real effort to control it as I thought it was a good thing, that I was just being honest with myself. Over time though, I started to become very depressed and the negative emotions just keep adding on and on. I thought "this is just how I am I guess". Unfortunately it started hurting other relationships I had, and everything changed when my girlfriend broke up with me. After a lot of reading I found that emotions are not who we are at all. They're just reactions and there's nothing that requires us to act on them or feed them. I'm learning to let it go through me instead of hanging on like I used to.


Don't Forget Big Willie Style

I used to think that hip hop was bland, repetitive, and all about clubbing and sh*t. Then one of my friends pointed me towards people like Kendrick Lamar, Eminem, Nas and Run The Jewels, who all have great songs and clever lyrics, and I realized that Hip Hop is pretty great.


The A**holes Will Always Find A Way

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High Times


I used to tell myself that I would never stop smoking weed, and that I'd be happy if my kids grew up to be pot smokers... Now I have a kid, don't smoke, and realize what an idiot I was when all I did was smoke all day. I could probably be in a much better position if I hadn't smoked all through college.

But I mean, I still think pot's okay... Just in moderation.


The Road Less Traveled

"All taxation is theft, man! I made my money without any help from public institutions or the infrastructure they support, I should be able to keep every last dime of it!"

Naturally that was when I was 18, living at home rent free, and working at Pizza Hut as a delivery driver who relied upon public roads for pretty much every cent I made.


All Those PSA's Didn't Do Much

The whole D.A.R.E anti-drugs. Yes crack and heroin is bad, but they over dramatized what happens when you do smaller drugs. Weed isn't even a gateway drug, alcohol is more of a gateway drug. When I saw weed for the first time I thought it was tobacco (This was after all the D.A.R.E training too). Letting the government teach you your morales and philosophy is a thing that sheep do. Don't be a sheep.


Where Would We Be Without The Kindness Of Strangers

I used to think people on welfare and state assistance just weren't trying hard enough. I grew up spoiled and entitled and it seemed like any kind of charity was a stigma.

Then, my husband became chronically ill, and the economy took a shit. My family has been close to homelessness more than once, and have relied on state insurance and assistance off and on throughout the past few years. There are definitely people out there who abuse the system, but some just get stuck in a horrible cycle of poverty.

I also work in a school that has a high number low income and refugee families. It has really opened my eyes to the struggles that some people face.


He's Still There For You, The Best He Can Be

I could go through life and could seek meaningful advice from my Dad who has always been there for me.

Now he has been reduced to a feeble condition, I am starting to understand I'm out there on my own, and even what he's sure of is suspect given his mental and physical facilities have been rapidly deteriorating in his late seventies. I feel horrible that I have noticed this long before he did - or at least admitted as much.


Clear Your Mind

This was before I received an ADHD diagnosis. When my doctor referred me to an ADHD specialist, first of all I refused to believe him and was kind of slighted that he even suggested that I could possibly have ADHD.

I had a very strong opinion that if I get a diagnosis that I would refuse to take prescribed amphetamines because they are "bad" and "addictive" and that they would ruin my life.

Then I actually tried the prescription and it was like magic.


Going Through The Whole Spectrum

Used to be fairly open with my views on immigration policy. Then I worked for a while down near Corpus Christie doing immigration work. I'd say one out if every hundred people that came through our office was going to somebody who actually wanted to work and try to make a living here. So many people simply wanted to exist enough to get welfare. Many were young men who we would later defend against exportation as a result of their criminal activity. I began to despise the work of defending these men and wished they would be deported.

Now, I'm dating a foreign girl and we are in the legal immigration process. She has advanced degrees and skills, so that makes things a little easier. But it does make me resent people who just bypass the system. We can't bypass the system because I imagine my participation in immigration fraud could get me disbarred.


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