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What's your most profound "small world" moment? (lemm.ee)

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This refers to when two or more people encounter each other in completely coincidental fashion. You might notice your old classmate from three countries away is now your waiter in a place you had no reason to expect them in, and you might say "wow, what a small world". You might notice two people who you know from completely different spheres miraculously know each other. You might recognize by chance that your penpal has made a cameo at a venue you're at.

But what was your most profoundly coincidental encounter?

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[–] thouartfrugal 12 points 3 months ago* (last edited 3 months ago)

Profoundly nightmarish was mine, here are the highlights:

Go to take LSD for the first time with some friends at the seller's house. Just about the time the effects are taking over I realize I met the guy once about ten years earlier, when as a stupid kid I accidentally shot him in the face with a pellet spring pistol.

Bit later, on top of feeling ashamed, regretful, worthless, helpless and out of my mind I'm becoming very nauseated so I go to the front porch. In a brief moment I see another guy I hadn't seen in years walking by on the sidewalk, and reach my hand up to wave at him. As my stomach empties he freezes in his tracks, mid-wave as his smile of recognition turns to shock.