To ask your "glitch in the matrix" moment?

My Dad has always struggled with watches. They just stop working. He's only had two that haven't died after a few weeks. One was a cheap Casio and the other is his current watch, a smart watch.

Playing a daft game with my teenage friends. It was like wink murder with extra steps. Three "criminals", one doctor and one sheriff. The first time we played I was the sheriff. Everyone sits with their eyes shut and only the game master knows who has the roles. The criminals pick a victim, then the doctor can pick a random person and if they're the victim they get to be revived and then the sheriff picks a random person and if they're one of the criminals they are out of the game. If the criminals randomly pick the sheriff, they win.
First round - victim picked, doctor healed them and I picked a criminal. This made us all laugh at how random it was, given we had our eyes shut during the choosing so no-one knows who is who. I wasn't cheating!
Second round - same thing!
Third round - yes, same thing again. I really, really wasn't cheating. I did not know who the "criminals" were. Game over.
The game master said he'd played the game a lot and had never had that happen. Also there were more than 20 of us in the group.
We played the game again several times, but that never happened again and I was never picked to be sheriff again. I was glad, I was a bit spooked.

Currently, my son thinks our old cat is haunting us. Sometimes I ask "Ds2, did you just fart?"
Him - "No. It must be the cat."
Me - "Um, the cat's dead."
Him - "One of her poops has come back to haunt us."

The spiders in the jam

@PaddleBoardingMomma omg! 😳

Not a glitch ien, just a weird one.

My sister was trying for a second child, but wasn't having much luck. Dad and I were about to go on holiday together (i was 19 and at Uni) and whilst there I dreamt my sister had a baby. Told her, she'd recently had a test, negative. I had this dream three or four times in the coming weeks. Always the same. Literally just my sister, my nephew aged roughly the same age and a baby in her arms. I knew baby was a girl. Black background. Dream was literally just that.

So she goes to the hospital to get some investigations done. She calls me later.

When they scanned her she was pregnant. 6 months gone. She wasn't showing, no kicks, negative tests. But there was my niece.

It felt like she was trying to tell someone, I'm here, I'm here!!

Does anyone see people on TV and around town that aren't the same people, but look very similar like they've been copied on some template and just dressed a bit differently? It's a bit like the baddie from the Matrix where he appears in different places. That freaks me out.

I think it's just a genetic thing where every now and then you get two people that look really similar.

Just remembered a recent one the other week too. I was strapping my niece into the car and my mum had her raincoat in her hand and as she checked her straps she put the raincoat on the seat next to her (I saw her do it) she then turned around and asked me where the raincoat was. I told her you've just put on the back seat, nope it wasn't there! She opened the boot and there it was!? So strange!

Something I had forgotten about until this thread:

In 6th form we went on a trip to European capital city. We had snuck out the two nights once the teachers had gone to bed in taxis with some twenty something backpackers. The second night we drank way too much with the hope of saving money once we got out. We got a taxi to a club, paid entry and got one drink which was the end of my holiday cash. An hour later I hit a wall and wanted to leave but my friends didn’t. I left the club (in the city centre), completely forgot we had got a taxi and walked back to the hostel. But the hostel was a good 8-10 miles away and as it was an organised tour to museums/landmarks we didn’t have a feel to the city at all.

I had been walking for hours when I suddenly sobered up and realised that I was in a deserted industrial/warehouse area without a clue where I was and wtf moment. I was walking around with not a soul around until I stumbled on 10-15 men dressed as naive americans(?) with windpipes/feathers just standing around (presumed they were waiting for a lift to go to an event). I tried asking if I could borrow a phone/google but none of them had any idea what I was talking about (they must have known I was a lost English 16 year old in going out clothes in an industrial area) - even if I had used google maps all I had to go on was a hostel near to the equivalent of a Tesco express. I had absolutely no idea how to find the hostel as I didn’t know the address/area/local landmarks/we had always just stepped onto the coach to get onto the highway to get into the city.

As I had nothing to go on, no money, no phone, shoes had fallen apart, really cold and no address apart from ‘city name’ youth hostel I decided that I had to try to find a main road to hope to find a passing police car. That moment I was 100% sure I’d be kicked out of 6th form and all hell would be let loose with either my parents been called to fly out as I’d miss my flight home or a teacher would have to stay behind.

I staggered around trying to get off this industrial area to find a cross section with the start of a residential area with the hostel sitting 20m away.

Let myself into our dorm, laid on my bed for 5 minutes wondering how on earth I had got back, who were these natives (even the young ones didn’t seem to understand what google was, or even really acknowledge me), how had I stumbled on this huge industrial area when the hostel seemed to be surrounded by traditional apartments and how on earth had I walked miles in the right direction. We were flying back to the U.K. that morning and we were up packing 30 minutes later to leave. We had spent the majority of the trip sitting on the hostel terrace (sneakily) drinking surrounded by at least 6+ storey old apartment buildings. All the photos look like we were in the centre of a built up residential area.

I swear I wasn’t on drugs, just drunk and I remember leaving the club and walking alone - definitely alone and never spoke to anyone apart from the natives. Didn’t realise I was lost nor had a clue that I was just ‘walking’ cluelessly until getting to the industrial area. How on earth did I get back?

I have a similar story to you OP. I was doing my makeup at my dressing table, put my eyebrow brush down. When to pick it up again and it vanished. I haven't found it since either, very strange!!

@iloveeverykindofcat
As a small girl I went through a phase of semi-believing I had psychic powers, as children do

An interesting observation. I had this feeling for a few weeks when I was maybe 9 or 10. And lots of weird coincidences and a feeling of the world being somehow magical around that time.

My aunt always tells this one too. She was a single mum and really struggling for money having lost her job near Christmas. Her house was a new build when she’d bought it so no previous occupants.
In the hallway she had sanded floor boards and one had come loose, so she’d fastened it back down, next day it’s loose again, twice more she fastens it back, until feeling annoyed she takes the whole thing up to see why it keeps happening. There’s only £50 in cash under there, this was almost 30 years ago too. The day after she found out she’d got a new job she’d interviewed for and always says someone was looking out for her.

When we first moved to where we are now, we saw an older man in a hi-viz coat walking along a country road we were driving along.

The following weekend, out for a drive, we saw him again, on the same road, but different day and time.

We used to see him often in the same road, but on a variety of days and times.

What were the chances of him taking a walk at the same time as we were driving, when it wasn’t a regular day and time?

@Aroundtheworldin80moves

I had one just a week ago! We were about to go out for the day and my neighbour had come round to to see us to double check what she needs to do with our dog whilst we're out (it was just to agree what time to let him out to pee).

She left and I realised I hadn't given her the key. Couldn't find it anywhere. In the end had to lock the house and run my DH's key to her (we currently only have two keys). When I got to her door, she said I had just given the key to her - with a look of on her face . I have no recollection of handing the key to her at all. It's completely blank.

It was a hot summer and my fingers had swelled up a little, so I took my engagement and wedding ring off, and left them on my bedside table.
I went to sleep. At some point in the night I woke up to take a sip of water that was on the table. I accidentally knocked the rings on the floor.
As I was so tired I thought I'd pick them up in the morning.

By the morning the engagement ring was there, but the wedding ring had vanished.
Searched everywhere, moved the table and the bed, but it never reappeared.

I've searched several more times over the years, but it's never turned up.

She also claimed that the timing was right on her end. That it was 5 minutes ago when she responded. So it wasn't just my time stamps going funny.

I typed a message to a friend on discord. Knocked discord off my phone by accident and opened straight back up again. Literally less than 5 seconds. She had not only replied, but according to the time stamps, she had replied 5 minutes ago in response to my message that was sent 7 minutes ago!
No way in hell had 7 minutes passed since I sent that message. I accidentally knocked my phone to where the page dropped. It was a case of reopening it. It still baffles me to this day. It was only minutes but howwwww? Not even enough to time claim alien abduction as the cause!

Back in 2001, I was flush with money and I bought my mother some sold gold clip -n heart earrings. They had very comfortable clips and she loved them and wore them all the time for a couple of years.
One day, one of them came off in her car when she was driving. We went though the car and painstakingly searched for it, but never found it. It wasn't there.

FIVE YEARS later,
I got on a Virgin train from Newcastle to York for a work meeting.
As I sat down, I saw something shining on the carpeted floor, picked it up and it was an earring - the missing earring. Inside it had the inscription "Love, S x" which I had paid to have put on her earrings.

In another childhood incident my friend and I were playing a word game. I can't remember the name of it but you shook a plastic sealed container with dice in it; the dice had letters of the alphabet on the sides. You then made words out of the combinations that had landed, with the winner obviously being the one with the most words.

We played this and at the end when we were checking our words we both noticed that the words we'd first noted contained letters that were no longer shown in the game.

Basically the game had started with some letters and then half way through the letters had changed without being shaken and without either of us touching the game; we were busy writing out answers.

We were so frightened we never played it again.

House and car keys are on the same fob. Used the keys to get into the house lost them looked everywhere for them to find them locked in the car.

On my last day moving out of uni, I packed all my bags and emptied the whole room. Nothing was left except empty wardrobes, desk, beds with mattresses and no bedding. Even my bags had all been sent down and I had a pair of clothes, a towel, a hairbrush and an almost wasted bar of soap so I could wash and get changed.
I changed my clothes and brushed my hair and then turned around to pick up my clothes that I'd just taken off and go down and they'd gone. I looked everywhere- under the bed, under the mattress, behind the wardrobe, everywhere and just couldn't find them. I ended up leaving without them and even when I got home and unpacked my bags (that were downstairs at the time anyway) I couldn't find them.
They dissappeared into thin air.
Still remember them. A white dress with black artistic splodges and a pair of black trousers. It was 30+ years ago.

I was in holiday a number of years ago. Sitting outside people watching. A very distinctive man was sitting opposite. His face literally turned into pieces, all scaly reptile like and then changed into a completely different human face.

Nothing like this has ever happened to me before or after. It was so weird and I had such a horrible feeling that I grabbed my things and ran.

I think about it sometimes and try and think of a sensible explanation but I just can't explain it

16 years ago I was due to go to the west coast of the US to visit my sister, really looking forward to seeing her.

The night before the early flight I put my suitcase in the hall with tickets & passport on top. I checked the tickets & passports more than once & went to bed. I didn’t really sleep so decided I’d go to the airport early. Made tea, saw tickets & passport again, changed time of my taxi. Drank tea in kitchen.

In the hall again & my passport had disappeared. I have no furniture in the hall & live alone. I hunted high & low & could not find it. The taxi driver even helped me. Eventually had to say that’s that I can’t go.

I sat on the end of the stairs & cried with frustration. At that moment it struck me that I had to go to the hospital where my father was. He had been ill but was due to be discharged that day. I arrived & waited in reception to see if I was allowed up to the ward. My mother & brother arrived, they’d been told that my dad had taken a turn & was now dying.
He died the following afternoon . He kept asking for my sister & we told him she was coming. She missed him by minutes.

About 2 weeks after the funeral my passport was on the hall floor when I returned from work.