I had three in relatively quick succession when I was young, free and single.
I'm from Cheshire originally and, years ago, at my work Christmas do at a hotel in town, there were some guys up from Oxford on a conference. I ended up spending the night with one of them in his room. Left really early in the morning and didn't swap numbers or anything (first one night stand I'd ever had)
Four months later, I go to Blackpool on a work piss up weekend and the first bar we walked into (Yates'
) I see the lad from Oxford on a balcony. I completely freaked out. My mate kept saying "it can't be him" but I was convinced it was. Anyway, he was also at the club we went to later and she just marched up to him and asked him if he'd been at that hotel at Christmas time. He said yes. And then she introduced us (again) We has a quick chat but there was no repeat performance
When we got back to our room, me & my friend were just lying on this double bed repeating "what are the chances of that?" (we were both big Harry Hill fans at the time)
A few months later, I had a bad breakup and it gave me the push to move to a new town in the Midlands miles away into shared house. There was still one spare room and, the week after I moved in, a girl from North Wales starts renting the other room. Anyway, it turned out, she not only knew my ex but had been best mates with his sister all the way through school! There were a few coincidences surrounding the new job I moved for too - the interview was at a football stadium (as my new employer sponsored the ground) and my ex had laid the turf there, after the interview, I got a fax through to me at my existing job from a customer but it was addressed to me with my new employers name underneath (by mistake) and then one of the guys in the office had been to a roadshow and walked in one day with a bag big with my new employers name on it. The same mate from Blackpool was convinced they were all signs I should take the job
Finally, before I moved, I'd gone out in Liverpool (with the same mate) and had a one night stand back at her place on the Wirral with a really hot lad from Liverpool. I'd stupidly agreed to drive him home in the morning which took me hours out of my way. Met his mum briefly when she opened the door, looked me up and down and said "so you're the reason he didn't come home last night"
Fast forward a year and I'd gone in my new town and started chatting with a lad from Liverpool. He asked if I knew anyone from Liverpool and I jokingly mentioned this one night stand's nickname and the lad said "I know him". Told him I didn't believe him but he then reeled off his full name, where he lived, with his mum, and where he went out most weekends. Next day, I rang my mate and said "I met this lad from Liverpool last night...." and straight away, she said "He doesn't" and I was like "yep". Cue more "what are the chances of that happening" ad Infinitum