Synchronicity?
My partner and I recently had to renew our driver’s licences. If you’ve ever done it, you’ll know it’s a long, tedious process involving endless queues, crowds of people, eye tests, photographs, paperwork, and appointments that have to be booked weeks in advance. Then, after all that, you still have to wait another six weeks for the licence itself.
Anyway, we’d booked our appointments two days apart, and I went first.
When it was his turn, he stood in the queue for nearly two hours. At some point, he noticed a piece of paper lying on the floor and picked it up. Inside was my spare licence photo.
What are the chances?
Out of all the people, on all the days, in all the queues, he just happened to find my photograph lying there waiting for him.
Anyway, we’d booked our appointments two days apart, and I went first.
When it was his turn, he stood in the queue for nearly two hours. At some point, he noticed a piece of paper lying on the floor and picked it up. Inside was my spare licence photo.
What are the chances?
Out of all the people, on all the days, in all the queues, he just happened to find my photograph lying there waiting for him.






