Saw the post asking people for mising their plane stories and made me wonder if peoples lives where saved by missing some event so here I am asking
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Not me but my uncle had a meeting scheduled at the WTC on 9/11. Only reason he wasn’t there was because somebody moved the venue across town the night before.
Same for my aunt, but she was early and decided to get off a few subway stops early and walk in the fresh air the rest of the way because it was a nice day. She had got to the sidewalk right as the first plane hit.
Friend of mine went to Las Vegas for a conference. He was supposed to be staying at the Mandalay bay, on the same day as the shooting on the strip.
Luckily he’s from Vegas originally and didn’t check in for the first day, instead he went at stayed with his friends down there.
Probably my closest call is going on holiday one week and not the next. A nail bomb went off at the bus stop I was at, exactly one week after I was waiting there.
Didn’t go to a concert even though one of my frieds was the guitarist for the opening band and I was invited… The next morning I found out the club was on fire and 65 people died. Romania - Colectiv. RIP good people!
Sometimes, it’s surprising how life unfolds. I remember back in my second year at boarding school, we were all set to return for another term, standing on the train station platform. Fooling around, we missed the train.
With no other options and perhaps a bit of youthful audacity, we took dads old ford and we ended up driving it all the way to school.
The car broke down, we almost got caught. Then crazily, we crashed into a famous tree on campus.
However, as wild as that was, missing that train might just have saved us.
We later found out that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened around the time we were meant to be on that train. A deadly monster, a Basilisk, was slithering around the castle, able to kill just by meeting your gaze.
Who’s to say we wouldn’t have bumped into it, had we made that train? With our track record of stumbling into trouble, it seems more than likely. It’s a chilling thought.
Xoxo Ron
Wow, that’s crazy! They should make a movie about it!
I’d rather he would make a nicely structured story about it. Perhaps with some more characters. Maybe write all his years in boarding school.
This is pretty much the most authentic story in this thread…
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Visited Thailand for 2 weeks and left 2 weeks before the phuket tsunami. We were stay on an island that I can’t remember the name of but we would have most likely got wiped out.
I did interview with a company in the Twin Towers ~1999. Didn’t take it, wasn’t that interested in continuing to sysadmin. Assuming I’d still have been there a couple years later, that could’ve been the worst day ever.
I guess it didn’t necessarily save my life, but I decided not to go to a party where the host was shot in the head by some random gang bangers who showed up. Victim was a friend of mine and invited me. I didn’t feel like going out tho. He didn’t even die. But he wasn’t really the same person after that.
A similar situation myself, I was supposed to go see a concert at the Alrosa Villa in Columbus, Ohio in 2004, but backed out because I was a senior in high school and my parents refused to let me skip school on a Thursday to go to a concert 2hrs away on a Wednesday night.
There was a shooting that night that killed Dimebag Darrell.
A NYE about a decade ago, I went to my then GF’s neighborhood to spend the night together. At around 5am we left the bar and I wanted to head to the bus station to get the first bus of the day about an hour later. My GF proposed to go to her home to sleep for a few hours and return later. Didn’t want to go because her mother would be sleeping but she insisted.
A couple of hours later I went to the bus station. It was completely missing, a drunk 17yo got his father’s car with 2 friends, crashed into the station, killing both friends and a girl waiting for the 1st bus to go to her work. He survived…
Decided not to stay an extra day in D.C. to sightsee the next morning. Went back home on 9/10.
The next day, 9/11 happened. Not that it would’ve gotten me killed, but man… it was a freaky thing.
My brother returned from his train trip on Friday, he had looked up bus for yesterday but decided for 20 hour train ride.
This bus collide with another yesterday, 80 people injured 2 died. We joke all the time trains are late but for this to happen on rails multiple things has to go horribly wrong.
Closest I got is taking one train later than the train that crashed into a person. That one train later didn’t go though.
Not me personally, but my grandpa was transferred out of Pearl Harbor a week before the attack. I often think about how some random person’s decision that many years ago created my entire family line.
I often think about how some random person’s decision that many years ago created my entire family line.
I mean that doesn’t really require your grandpa to die for your family line not to happen. In many cases something as simple as taking an earlier bus or leaving a little early so your grandpa doesn’t meet your grandma would also do. In fact it is sort of freaky how a little one minute change in your schedule could potentially change the lives of dozens or hundreds of people. Looking left instead of right just as someone sneezes might put you in bed for a few days, stepping on something at the wrong angle might screw your ankle for days,… and those changes quickly spiral out of control in everyone’s future timeline for all the people you might interact with.
In fact it is sort of freaky how a little one minute change in your schedule could potentially change the lives of dozens or hundreds of people
If we’re talking about future humans, we get into the exponential growth stage pretty quickly.
You have 2 kids, and they each average 2 kids, and they each average 2 kids, etc, etc
2, 4, 8, 16, etc - 2 ^ n where n is number of generations
After 20 generations we’re already talking a million descendants. With a rough range of 20 years per generation we get 400 years.
That number only blows up from there. In 30 generations we’re at a billion in 600 years.
One minor decision whether to take a train or a bus or what have you can have wide ranging effects on potentially billions of humans far into the future. It’s a bit absurd thinking about it. Everything you do has potential to radically change the future. Of course, your family line could just as well die out with you.
Now imagine how many descendants you have in your family tree going all the way back to the cavemen. Think of how many infinite little decisions led to the chances of your dad fucking your mom on that specific minute of that specific day. It’s effectively a 10 ^ -∞ chance of you being born. And yet you’re still here.
My grandfather was slated to go defend a town from the Nazis, but a tank rolled over his leg so he couldn’t go. Everyone in that town was wiped out.
My grandad was on the HMS Arethusa playing poker with shipmates in WW2, went to the toilet on another part of the ship just as it was bombed. All the other poker players he left were killed.
I also sometimes think about how my grandad’s bowel movements creating my entire family line.
