I Saw The Same Taxi Driver and Same Waitress
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You will not believe me, but what I say is true.
When I took taxi from airport, I saw the same taxi driver as a few years ago.
A few years ago he also fetch me from airport.
He didnt react like he recognized me.
I remember him, mustache, abit curly hair. No question about it, no mistaken identity.
Then last night when I was ordering food,
I talked to the same waitress still working at the same place.
Again she didnt react like she recognized me.
But I was thinking, some things are still the same.
But actually physical buildings abit different.
I also saw Singapore is too small. It is a dot. Singapore should really import more 'international talents' -
ok thanks..Originally posted by #$%^&*:You will not believe me, but what I say is true.
When I took taxi from airport, I saw the same taxi driver as a few years ago.
A few years ago he also fetch me from airport.
He didnt react like he recognized me.
I remember him, mustache, abit curly hair. No question about it, no mistaken identity.
Then last night when I was ordering food,
I talked to the same waitress still working at the same place.
Again she didnt react like she recognized me.
But I was thinking, some things are still the same.
But actually physical buildings abit different.
I also saw Singapore is too small. It is a dot. Singapore should really import more 'international talents' -
how can a she and a he be the same person?
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Same taxi driver, same waitress. S'pre is small. And ur point is ??
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why don't you consolidate everything into one essay and post in speaker's corner?
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singapore is a small country where it is easy to find out that he or she is doing two different jobs.Originally posted by Rock^Star:Same taxi driver, same waitress. S'pre is small. And ur point is ?? 
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foreign talents have now taken on a bigger name "international talent"
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His story tells me that he needs some professional helpOriginally posted by dragg:singapore is a small country where it is easy to find out that he or she is doing two different jobs. 
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Dragg, I meant one taxi driver and one waitress. But it's amazing I saw them both again at the same places.
So what I meant is,
Yea, Singapore is small.
And also perhaps, we can infer there is inertia in humans.
I mean, some buildings look different.
But the people are the same. -
What is your special point?Originally posted by #$%^&*:You will not believe me, but what I say is true.
When I took taxi from airport, I saw the same taxi driver as a few years ago.
A few years ago he also fetch me from airport.
He didnt react like he recognized me.
I remember him, mustache, abit curly hair. No question about it, no mistaken identity.
Then last night when I was ordering food,
I talked to the same waitress still working at the same place.
Again she didnt react like she recognized me.
But I was thinking, some things are still the same.
But actually physical buildings abit different.
I also saw Singapore is too small. It is a dot. Singapore should really import more 'international talents' -
forward your request to pm lee to make the dot bigger lor..Originally posted by #$%^&*:You will not believe me, but what I say is true.
When I took taxi from airport, I saw the same taxi driver as a few years ago.
A few years ago he also fetch me from airport.
He didnt react like he recognized me.
I remember him, mustache, abit curly hair. No question about it, no mistaken identity.
Then last night when I was ordering food,
I talked to the same waitress still working at the same place.
Again she didnt react like she recognized me.
But I was thinking, some things are still the same.
But actually physical buildings abit different.
I also saw Singapore is too small. It is a dot. Singapore should really import more 'international talents' -
its a small worldOriginally posted by Rock^Star:Same taxi driver, same waitress. S'pre is small. And ur point is ?? i guess that its his point -
Amazing Coincidence
Finnish Twins
Finnish twin brothers, aged 71, were killed in identical bicycle accidents along the same road two hours apart, police said. "This is simply a historic coincidence. Although the road is a busy one, accidents don't occur every day," police officer Marja-Leena Huhtala told Reuters. "It made my hair stand on end when I heard the two were brothers, and identical twins at that. It came to mind that perhaps someone from upstairs had a say in this," she said.
Other Coincidental Deaths
This is a similar story of coincidence, not of twins but of two brothers. In 1975, while riding a moped in Bermuda, a man was accidentally struck and killed by a taxi. One year later, this man's bother was killed in the very same way. In fact, he was riding the very same moped. And to stretch the odds even further, he was struck by the very same taxi driven by the same driver - and even carrying the very same passenger! (Phenomena: A Book of Wonders, John Michell and Robert J. M. Rickard)
Mysterious Monk to the Rescue
Joseph Aigner was a fairlly well-known portrait painter in 19th century Austria who, apparently, was quite an unhappy fellow: he several times attempted suicide. His first attempt was at the young age of 18 when he tried to hang himself, but was interrupted by the mysterious appearance of a Capuchin monk. At age 22 he again tried to hang himself, but was again saved from the act by the very same monk. Eight years later, his death was ordained by others who sentenced him to the gallows for his political activities. Once again, his life was saved by the intervention of the same monk. At age 68, Aiger finally succeeded in suicide, a pistol doing the trick. His funeral ceremony was conducted by the same Capuchin monk - a man whose name Aiger never even knew. (Ripley's Giant Book of Believe It or Not!)
Winnings' Rightful Owner
In 1858, Robert Fallon was shot dead, an act of vengeance by those with whom he was playing poker. Fallon, they claimed, had won the $600 pot through cheating. With Fallon's seat empty and none of the other players willing to take the now-unlucky $600, they found a new player to take Fallon's place and staked him with the dead man's $600. By the time the police had arrived to investigate the killing, the new player had turned the $600 into $2,200 in winnings. The police demanded the original $600 to pass on to Fallon's next of kin - only to discover that the new player turned out to be Fallon's son, who had not seen his father in seven years! (Ripley's Giant Book of Believe It or Not!)
Strangers on a Train
In the 1920s, three Englishman were traveling separately by train through Peru. At the time of their introduction, they were the only three men in the railroad car. Their introductions were more surprising than they could have imagined. One man's last name was Bingham, and the second man's last name was Powell. The third man announced that his last name was Bingham-Powell. None were related in any way.
It's Raining Babies
In Detroit sometime in the 1930s, a young (if incredibly careless) mother must have been eternally grateful to a man named Joseph Figlock. As Figlock was walking down the street, the mother's baby fell from a high window onto Figlock. The baby's fall was broken and both man and baby were unharmed. A stroke of luck on its own, but a year later, the very same baby fell from the very same window onto poor, unsuspecting Joseph Figlock as he was again passing beneath. And again, they both survived the event. (Mysteries of the Unexplained)
Swapped Hotel Finds
In 1953, television reporter Irv Kupcinet was in London to cover the coronation of Ellizabeth II. In one of the drawers in his room at the Savoy he found found some items that, by their identification, belonged to a man named Harry Hannin. Coincidentally, Harry Hannin - a basketball star with the famed Harlem Globetrotters - was a good friend of Kupcinet's. But the story has yet another twist. Just two days later, and before he could tell Hannin of his lucky discovery, Kupcinet received a letter from Hannin. In the letter, Hannin told Kucinet that while staying at the Hotel Meurice in Paris, he found in a drawer a tie - with Kupcinet's name on it! (Mysteries of the Unexplained)
Paging Mr. Bryson
While on a business trip sometime in the late 1950s, Mr. George D. Bryson stopped and registered at the Brown Hotel in Louisville, Kentucky. After signing the register and being given his key to room 307, he stopped by the mail desk to see if any letters had arrived for him. Indeed there was a letter, the mail girl told him, and handed him an envelope addressed to Mr. George D. Bryson, room 307. This wouldn't be so odd accept the letter was not for him, but for room 307's just-previous occupant - another man named George D. Bryson. (Incredible Coincidence, Alan Vaughan)
Twin Boys, Twin Lives
The stories of identical twins' nearly identical lives are often astonishing, but perhaps none more so than those of identical twins born in Ohio. The twin boys were separated at birth, being adopted by different families. Unknown to each other, both families named the boys James. And here the coincidences just begin. Both James grew up not even knowing of the other, yet both sought law-enforcement training, both had abilities in mechanical drawing and carpentry, and each had married women named Linda. They both had sons whom one named James Alan and the other named James Allan. The twin brothers also divorced their wives and married other women - both named Betty. And they both owned dogs which they named Toy. Forty years after their childhood separation, the two men were reunited to share their amazingly similar lives. (Reader's Digest, January 1980)
The Vengeful Bullet
Henry Ziegland thought he had dodged fate. In 1883, he broke off a relationship with his girlfriend who, out of distress, committed suicide. The girl's brother was so enraged that he hunted down Ziegland and shot him. The brother, believing he had killed Ziegland, then turned his gun on himself and took his own life. But Ziegland had not been killed. The bullet, in fact, had only grazed his face and then lodged in a tree. Ziegland surely thought himself a lucky man. Some years later, however, Ziegland decided to cut down the large tree, which still had the bullet in it. The task seemed so formidable that he decided to blow it up with a few sticks of dynamite. The explosion propelled the bullet into Ziegland's head, killing him. (Ripley's Believe It or Not!)
Childhood Returned
While American novelist Anne Parrish was browsing bookstores in Paris in the 1920s, she came upon a book that was one of her childhood favorites - Jack Frost and Other Stories. She picked up the old book and showed it to her husband, telling him of the book she fondly remembered as a child. Her husband took the book, opened it, and on the flyleaf found the inscription: "Anne Parrish, 209 N. Weber Street, Colorado Springs." It was Anne's very own book. (While Rome Burns, Alexander Wollcott)
And Finally, Two More Twins
John and Arthur Mowforth were twins who lived about 80 miles apart in Great Britain. On the evening of May 22, 1975, both fell severely ill from chest pains. The families of both men were completely unaware of the other's illness. Both men were rushed to separate hospitals at approximately the same time. And both died of heart attacks shortly after arrival.[/b] -
This is really fate.Originally posted by #$%^&*:You will not believe me, but what I say is true.
When I took taxi from airport, I saw the same taxi driver as a few years ago.
A few years ago he also fetch me from airport.
He didnt react like he recognized me.
I remember him, mustache, abit curly hair. No question about it, no mistaken identity.
Then last night when I was ordering food,
I talked to the same waitress still working at the same place.
Again she didnt react like she recognized me.
But I was thinking, some things are still the same.
But actually physical buildings abit different.
I also saw Singapore is too small. It is a dot. Singapore should really import more 'international talents'
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few years later i might see a " i saw the same " thread.
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coincident?
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LOLOriginally posted by manjieass:forward your request to pm lee to make the dot bigger lor..
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Originally posted by Texcoco II:
anymore of this? hehe its so fascinating lol
Amazing Coincidence
Finnish Twins
Finnish twin brothers, aged 71, were killed in identical bicycle accidents along the same road two hours apart, police said. "This is simply a historic coincidence. Although the road is a busy one, accidents don't occur every day," police officer Marja-Leena Huhtala told Reuters. "It made my hair stand on end when I heard the two were brothers, and identical twins at that. It came to mind that perhaps someone from upstairs had a say in this," she said.
Other Coincidental Deaths
This is a similar story of coincidence, not of twins but of two brothers. In 1975, while riding a moped in Bermuda, a man was accidentally struck and killed by a taxi. One year later, this man's bother was killed in the very same way. In fact, he was riding the very same moped. And to stretch the odds even further, he was struck by the very same taxi driven by the same driver - and even carrying the very same passenger! (Phenomena: A Book of Wonders, John Michell and Robert J. M. Rickard)
Mysterious Monk to the Rescue
Joseph Aigner was a fairlly well-known portrait painter in 19th century Austria who, apparently, was quite an unhappy fellow: he several times attempted suicide. His first attempt was at the young age of 18 when he tried to hang himself, but was interrupted by the mysterious appearance of a Capuchin monk. At age 22 he again tried to hang himself, but was again saved from the act by the very same monk. Eight years later, his death was ordained by others who sentenced him to the gallows for his political activities. Once again, his life was saved by the intervention of the same monk. At age 68, Aiger finally succeeded in suicide, a pistol doing the trick. His funeral ceremony was conducted by the same Capuchin monk - a man whose name Aiger never even knew. (Ripley's Giant Book of Believe It or Not!)
Winnings' Rightful Owner
In 1858, Robert Fallon was shot dead, an act of vengeance by those with whom he was playing poker. Fallon, they claimed, had won the $600 pot through cheating. With Fallon's seat empty and none of the other players willing to take the now-unlucky $600, they found a new player to take Fallon's place and staked him with the dead man's $600. By the time the police had arrived to investigate the killing, the new player had turned the $600 into $2,200 in winnings. The police demanded the original $600 to pass on to Fallon's next of kin - only to discover that the new player turned out to be Fallon's son, who had not seen his father in seven years! (Ripley's Giant Book of Believe It or Not!)
Strangers on a Train
In the 1920s, three Englishman were traveling separately by train through Peru. At the time of their introduction, they were the only three men in the railroad car. Their introductions were more surprising than they could have imagined. One man's last name was Bingham, and the second man's last name was Powell. The third man announced that his last name was Bingham-Powell. None were related in any way.
It's Raining Babies
In Detroit sometime in the 1930s, a young (if incredibly careless) mother must have been eternally grateful to a man named Joseph Figlock. As Figlock was walking down the street, the mother's baby fell from a high window onto Figlock. The baby's fall was broken and both man and baby were unharmed. A stroke of luck on its own, but a year later, the very same baby fell from the very same window onto poor, unsuspecting Joseph Figlock as he was again passing beneath. And again, they both survived the event. (Mysteries of the Unexplained)
Swapped Hotel Finds
In 1953, television reporter Irv Kupcinet was in London to cover the coronation of Ellizabeth II. In one of the drawers in his room at the Savoy he found found some items that, by their identification, belonged to a man named Harry Hannin. Coincidentally, Harry Hannin - a basketball star with the famed Harlem Globetrotters - was a good friend of Kupcinet's. But the story has yet another twist. Just two days later, and before he could tell Hannin of his lucky discovery, Kupcinet received a letter from Hannin. In the letter, Hannin told Kucinet that while staying at the Hotel Meurice in Paris, he found in a drawer a tie - with Kupcinet's name on it! (Mysteries of the Unexplained)
Paging Mr. Bryson
While on a business trip sometime in the late 1950s, Mr. George D. Bryson stopped and registered at the Brown Hotel in Louisville, Kentucky. After signing the register and being given his key to room 307, he stopped by the mail desk to see if any letters had arrived for him. Indeed there was a letter, the mail girl told him, and handed him an envelope addressed to Mr. George D. Bryson, room 307. This wouldn't be so odd accept the letter was not for him, but for room 307's just-previous occupant - another man named George D. Bryson. (Incredible Coincidence, Alan Vaughan)
Twin Boys, Twin Lives
The stories of identical twins' nearly identical lives are often astonishing, but perhaps none more so than those of identical twins born in Ohio. The twin boys were separated at birth, being adopted by different families. Unknown to each other, both families named the boys James. And here the coincidences just begin. Both James grew up not even knowing of the other, yet both sought law-enforcement training, both had abilities in mechanical drawing and carpentry, and each had married women named Linda. They both had sons whom one named James Alan and the other named James Allan. The twin brothers also divorced their wives and married other women - both named Betty. And they both owned dogs which they named Toy. Forty years after their childhood separation, the two men were reunited to share their amazingly similar lives. (Reader's Digest, January 1980)
The Vengeful Bullet
Henry Ziegland thought he had dodged fate. In 1883, he broke off a relationship with his girlfriend who, out of distress, committed suicide. The girl's brother was so enraged that he hunted down Ziegland and shot him. The brother, believing he had killed Ziegland, then turned his gun on himself and took his own life. But Ziegland had not been killed. The bullet, in fact, had only grazed his face and then lodged in a tree. Ziegland surely thought himself a lucky man. Some years later, however, Ziegland decided to cut down the large tree, which still had the bullet in it. The task seemed so formidable that he decided to blow it up with a few sticks of dynamite. The explosion propelled the bullet into Ziegland's head, killing him. (Ripley's Believe It or Not!)
Childhood Returned
While American novelist Anne Parrish was browsing bookstores in Paris in the 1920s, she came upon a book that was one of her childhood favorites - Jack Frost and Other Stories. She picked up the old book and showed it to her husband, telling him of the book she fondly remembered as a child. Her husband took the book, opened it, and on the flyleaf found the inscription: "Anne Parrish, 209 N. Weber Street, Colorado Springs." It was Anne's very own book. (While Rome Burns, Alexander Wollcott)
And Finally, Two More Twins
John and Arthur Mowforth were twins who lived about 80 miles apart in Great Britain. On the evening of May 22, 1975, both fell severely ill from chest pains. The families of both men were completely unaware of the other's illness. Both men were rushed to separate hospitals at approximately the same time. And both died of heart attacks shortly after arrival.[/b] -
You need to be talented to be a waitress or taxi driver..?Originally posted by #$%^&*:You will not believe me, but what I say is true.
When I took taxi from airport, I saw the same taxi driver as a few years ago.
A few years ago he also fetch me from airport.
He didnt react like he recognized me.
I remember him, mustache, abit curly hair. No question about it, no mistaken identity.
Then last night when I was ordering food,
I talked to the same waitress still working at the same place.
Again she didnt react like she recognized me.
But I was thinking, some things are still the same.
But actually physical buildings abit different.
I also saw Singapore is too small. It is a dot. Singapore should really import more 'international talents'