Long long time ago in an apt not too far from here I tried to leave at 6:03. My friend Meagan asked me to wait. She said to never leave on "3". Didn't get it, but we waited one minute to leave. About 6 months later, in my own apt, my friend Ben said he was ready to go, but that he was going to wait a couple minutes because he was scared to leave on the number "3". Now these two have never met. Ever. There's no way they could've collaborated a story. I have 2 questions here: A)Has anybody else ever heard anything like this before? B)Ever have weird shit like that happen around you? Like a really puzzling coincidence?