Thought I'd start compiling all the weird things that have happened to me. I'm sure there's a completely reasonable explanation for all of them, but the easiest one I can think of is "God has a serious sense of humor".
When I was an incoming Freshman at the UofO, I had to choose a locker in the arts buildings, to keep my art gear. There were hundreds of lockers that were available to me. The first one I opened had a piece of notebook paper in it that said "Reserved for A. McFarland"
Being that I am in fact "a McFarland", I felt like it was perfectly OK for me to take the locker. I later found out that someone named "Aaron McFarland" was planning on attending the UofO for his sophomore year, but never made it. I *still* have that piece of paper somewhere, and if I find it, I'll scan it & update this post.
Sidenote, My wife's name starts with an A. Is it possible that the paper held a prophecy, saying that in fact *I* was reserved for her?!?!
The mind boggles.