The Deja Vu Stories cases readers rated highest and believed most — the jury's all-time picks.
It happened in a completely ordinary meeting, which is what makes it stay with me. Six of us around a table, a status update, nothing memora…
231 Upvote · 78% of readers believe this story
A friend was excited to take me to a little family restaurant she had just discovered, tucked down a side street I had genuinely never walke…
219 Upvote · 80% of readers believe this story
I travel a fair amount, but this was a city I had never once set foot in, for a conference I had signed up for on short notice. I checked in…
212 Upvote · 80% of readers believe this story
I nearly cancelled the interview; I was under-qualified on paper and knew it. What happened instead is the reason I hold my current job. The…
134 Upvote · 83% of readers believe this story
Neither of us had been to Lisbon. No family ties, no previous trips, and I had done none of the planning — my wife booked everything, and I …
129 Upvote · 83% of readers believe this story
I drive a coastal delivery loop with local radio for company — live shows, not playlists, the kind where the DJ forgets which button does wh…
105 Upvote · 87% of readers believe this story
It started as ordinary eavesdropping. Two men at the next table, one telling the other about a disastrous camping trip, me half-listening ov…
100 Upvote · 85% of readers believe this story
It was a routine referral — a lump in my right wrist, almost certainly a ganglion, the GP said, and it was. This is not that kind of medical…
76 Upvote · 96% of readers believe this story
First day at a new job, eighth floor of a building I had never been inside — I had interviewed by video, signed by email, and the office its…
71 Upvote · 89% of readers believe this story
Deja vu is supposed to be a spark. Mine, at my sister-in-law's fortieth, was a broadcast. Somewhere between the starters and the toast, the …
52 Upvote · 79% of readers believe this story
Business trip, mid-range hotel, a lobby like a thousand lobbies. Except the moment the doors sighed open, recognition dropped on me like a n…
47 Upvote · 33% of readers believe this story
The new owners of my childhood home found me through my mother — they wanted the garden's history, which roses were whose. I had not been in…
23 Upvote · 80% of readers believe this story
I play at a small chess club, board four or five on a good night. My opponent that evening was a visitor, an older gentleman with a habit of…
18 Upvote · 81% of readers believe this story
