To ask your "glitch in the matrix" moment?

[bloomingheck1]

Hello,

I had a glitch in the matrix last night whilst dying my hair, I took the nozzle off the bottle and put it on the sink and then I mixed the dye etc and when I went to get the nozzle it was gone, I moved everything off the sink, looked on the floor but it was gone so I managed without and then once the hair dye was on I found the nozzle on the sink on top of something I'd moved and I swear it wasn't there before! Not a major event but it was a bit weird.

Do you have any glitch in the matrix stories? (Basically unexplained events)

[quote Beanybob]@disconnected101 Thank you for your concern, genuinely, but no I have never had any comments about being spaced out and have had MRI and CT head scans (unrelated reason) and have never had any concerns raised along those lines.
It's more like I blink and an hour has passed. Odd, but less frequent than when I was a child thank goodness.[/quote]
@Beanybob I have a form of temporal lobe epilepsy related to hormonal activity/menstrual cycle known as catamenial epilepsy. It started when I was a teenager, not diagnosed until well into adulthood. No one I was in the company of ever noticed until well into my late 30s, & then it was my partner, because the seizures, which are actually fleeting periods of incredibly intense deja vu, don't cause me to lose consciousness, but I do feel sick/nervous when it happens.
It's all over in about 10-20 seconds. I never had 'absence seizures' but have experienced auras, sometimes days before a seizure happens, but they don't always follow.
It wasn't affecting my daily life (happening 2 - 3 times a year) but I wanted to know if there was anything wrong.
I got an MRI & saw a neurologist who said my brain looked 'picture perfect' on the scan images! Damage/lesions show up on scans but epilepsy doesn't always have such a physical cause.

It started during puberty for me and I used to have very regular frequent episodes in the days leading up to & for the first couple of days of my period. I didn't get a diagnosis until more than 20 years later, and only because I pursued it. I wonder how much 'mild' epilepsy goes undiagnosed.

@ballerina1971

Just tonight, I used my mobile phone to call a friend. I was dat at the dining room table and my 13yr old DS was sat at the table too. I finished the call and my phone died as the battery had run down. I carried on folding laundry and went to let the dog outside to toilet. When I came back to collect my phone, I couldn't find it anywhere. Checked folded laundry, on floor, entire table, downstairs toilet, kitchen, fridge, microwave, handbag and I still can't find it,!! It's nowhere to be found. I sure I'm going mad, jusy don't know where it is

Hmm. Follow the trail to the teenager?

My name is Cassandra. The name is Greek if you want to look up the mythology.

I often just know things. I can't explain it really. Future things. Like when Andy Murray won Wimbledon. I remember it happening, I said to my mum, at the start of the next year "it won't be as interesting this year cos he's already won it once". Unfortunately I said it a year early because he hadn't won yet.
I've loads of similar examples

[quote Marcipex]@TheParadigmShift
But what sort of animal was it?[/quote]
Well I recognized it as a comet

I've got a couple. First was when I was out horse riding with some friends as a teenager. I hadn't done much riding before but everyone else in the group was more experienced & the horse I was riding was known for being totally bombproof so I felt safe going along with them. At one point we were going to race across the field, the next thing I know my friend was at the other side of the field holding both her horse and mine while I was walking about halfway across the field. No-one saw me fall, I had no recollection of it happening and had no bruises or pain anywhere to suggest I'd landed on the ground. I'm 99% sure I couldn't have jumped off the horse because, while I was comfortable riding a horse, I often took a while to get on or off and would often have to shake my feet around to get them out of the stirrups. I've always assumed my brain had blocked it out as a self-protective thing but it still bugs me that I wasn't in any way injured or had any mud or anything that would suggest contact with the ground.

The other one was a few years ago when I was out at a popular local attraction with a friend and our DC. All 3 DC were quite young and had disappeared into a playhouse type thing together. Friend and I were standing right outside almost blocking the only entrance with our buggies. We were chatting a bit but mostly keeping an eye on the kids because we knew 2 of them sometimes had a bit of a personality clash... Eventually we decided to move on and called the children out. 2 came but my youngest didn't follow. I stuck my head in and he was nowhere to be seen. There's no way he could've snuck past us but the older 2 were only 3 or 4 and not much help in telling us where he might have gone. I left my friend to look after the other 2 and went rushing round looking for my 2yo. I couldn't find him anywhere in the immediate vicinity so went to the lost child point where they said they'd just had someone radio in that they were bringing a child over. I waited outside and my son appeared with one of the employees but they came from the complete opposite direction to where we'd been and there's no way he could've got that far with his little legs when I'd seen him not long before in the playhouse and had run to the lost child point! He was perfectly happy and not at all phased by his adventure, I still feel panicky 6 years later and have no explanation for how he could even have left the playhouse, let alone got that far away. My friend agreed that he'd been in there just before we called them out so it's not like it was just me assuming he was there. Baffling! I've never lost a child before or since, despite that fact that one of my others was a bolter who'd be gone before you blinked given half a chance! DC2 was never like that any other time, he was like my shadow most of the time!

One Sunday morning a few years ago I turned on the telly and there was Andrew Marr. Those who watch it know it starts at 9 and finishes and 10. So you would assume the time was somewhere between 9 and 10. Well the clicks had gone back the night before so it was actually between 8 and 9. The TV guide said it should have been on TV between 9 and 10.

I've had a mini magimix processor for over 10 years (different ones) as the blades keep going missing.

Moved 3 times, had 3 new blades and everytime I know I put them in the dishwasher and in the morning....nothing.

So fed up but also a bit weird.

We had 2 cats who'd passed away, then finally the last one died a couple of years later. We had montage pictures made for each one, printed on canvas, and hung on the bedroom wall, each via a single hook. Some weeks passed. One early afternoon I was sitting downstairs, all was quiet. No traffic (we live on a quiet dead end road), our neighbours (semi-detached house) were away on holiday. I was the only one home. No pets at that point.

Suddenly there was a dull thud from upstairs (the main bedroom) then a louder thud of something hitting the floor. Silence. I thought 'what the fresh hell was that?!?' Went upstairs to look, found one cat's picture on the floor. It had clearly fallen, bounced off the dressing table below, then onto the floor. I was mystified how it managed to fall, and how it got onto the floor so easily. No neighbours about to rattle the wall (could have understood had they been home as the pictures are attached to the party wall). No traffic (or earth tremors!). Plus, if the picture had just slipped off it would have fallen onto the dressing table and stayed put there, but it continued onto the floor. Would have taken some force to get it there.

In the end I explained it to myself this way. The naughty demised kitty had knocked the picture of the one he disliked off the wall in fun. He often used to tease the other cat and was a constant annoyance to him. He was telling me he was still around and up to his normal mischief! The picture hasn't fallen again in the intervening years. I still don't really know what happened but I like my own interpretation.

@Pebble21uk

(Name changed in the story for name of similar 'ilk') As a young child I had an imaginary friend - as lots of children do. I used to talk about her a lot. Unlike most imaginary friends belonging to very young children, mine was a grown woman and her name was Mrs Wilkins. My Dad would tease me mercilessly about Mrs Wilkins given she was a strange imaginary friend for me to have. Like most children I eventually grew out of talking about her although she was never forgetten by the family! Fast forward to when I'm 21 and my sister is 24. She gets married... guess what her new married name is!?

I love this one.
Do you remember if your Mrs Wilkins looked anything like your now adult sister?

I am really and read it last night, then tonight I have caught up on all the new posts. However there have been several new posts that I could have sworn I read last night!
I think it's just the spookiness of the thread getting to me!

I loved the story about the little girl finding all the purses with £2 in. When you're very young things can happen that have no explanation but you immediately accept them. I know there were things like this in my childhood but I can't anything in particular.

One thing I remember though, is being at school when I was 4 or 5, and feeling very homesick and wishing I was at home. Next thing I knew I was opening my eyes and I was in bed at home waking up from a nap! Clearly it had been a dream but for a long time I would try and recreate the magical event that had made me able to wish myself back home 😂
Funnily enough it never worked again!

Should say I am really enjoying this thread

25 odd years ago, pregnant with twin dds. Had ordered a takeaway. Went out to get it at about 7.45 reckoning time to get there and parking less than ten minutes. Grabbed it and went home, knew where I was going (had lived theee for years), turned left to go in a circle back to the house and found myself on an estate with a school that I’d never seen been my life and have never found again. Got home to find Dh freaking out because I’d been gone over an hour, the food was still hot. I have no idea what happened that evening.

@Nosnogginginthekitchen

Lots but pretty much all explained by ADHD and object permanence issues.

Same

We had just completed a major renovation project on our house and at the time we had very little furniture

Dh and I were sat on the sofa in the living room. There was only the sofa, a tv unit and the tv in the living room. There was wooden flooring laid so no gaps in flooring for things to get lost.

Dh put his phone on the arm of the sofa and went to make us coffees.

I noticed the telephone on the arm of the sofa when Dh was in the kitchen.

When Dh returned the phone had disappeared. We looked everywhere. Hand down the side of the new sofa feeling every single orifice it could be. Even up turned the sofa and picked it up and moved it around the room. Phoned the phone but just couldn’t find the it anywhere.

Years later I came downstairs and on a rug in the living room was dhs lost phone.
The weird thing was not only had the phone just suddenly appeared after being lost for years but it was still charged.

One of my most recent ones which I've just thought of:

We were getting ready to leave the house on a night out- DP, myself and houseguests all in the kitchen putting on coats etc.

Suddenly there was a huge crash above us. So we all went upstairs and scoured the house a bit but could see nothing obviously out of place, so we shrugged it off and went out.

When we got home I went into our bedroom and went around the far side of the bed for something. We have a 1930s tiled fireplace with a fake metal log burning stove heater if you know what I mean that sits back against it with it's two feet a few inches back from the edge of the bottom plinth. The whole thing had tipped forward with its feet over the edge so it was leaning at an angle and the bits and Bob's that we had on the top - ornaments and what not, instead of sliding off forwards, were all some distance away to the right hand side on the floor.

Now we do have a cat. She's very tiny and quite nervy, and when the bang happened she was on the landing and not the least bit perturbed. If she had even had the strength to lever the fire away from the fireplace, there's no way she wouldn't have been scatting out like a mad thing. If she had been on top of the fire, she would have had to get behind several large objects to get leverage, and they would have fallen off frontwards, not a couple of feet off to the side.

In addition, I looked into our bedroom when we were looking for the source of the noise, but nothing looked out of place, and the fireplace is clearly visible from where I was looking.

It is most odd.

Not sure if this counts but it’s very odd. I have two very vivid memories from when I was one year old. The weird thing is that I remember both the situations as if I were an observer, not me. So I “saw” myself and the people around me. There are no pictures or recordings of either of those situations, yet I “remember” every single detail. It took me years to speak to my family members who were present at those events to confirm that what I remember is correct.
To clarify, it wasn’t anything traumatic, just family stuff.

I have loads of weird shit that has happened to me
Years ago I was driving quite slowly down a very narrow road More of an alley way between 2 very high buildings with no real pavements.
Suddenly from no where a blonde girl skipped out into the path of my car and I slammed on my brakes but I heard the thud and thought I must have hit her except there wasn’t anyone there.
I was so shaken up that I drove to the end of the road where it opened up on to a main road at 1mph.
If I had been going at the slow speed that i was driving between the 2 buildings before I “saw” the little blonde girl I would have definitely hit the little blonde girl who skipped out into the road in front of my car.
As I was only going at 1mph I was able to stop the car without hitting her. I can still remember her mothers scream as it looked a certainty that i was about to kill her young daughter as no one would ever be driving at that speed along any road

@sueelleker

My mum can't wear watches as they stop or go fast or slow on her. My sister had this as a teenager- with wind-up watches; I'll have to ask her if it still happens. Maybe not with battery watches?

Many, many years ago I used to read emission spectrograph plates.

Basically this means the sample material would be burned in an electrode, the excitation source would transform the sample from its initial state into atoms which would be photographed onto a glass plate as spectral lines. There would be a row of black lines on a clear glass background and I would read these lines to determine the various elements in the sample. (Mining samples)

There would be various people who would do the sample burning for me. It was a simple job. A person would just attach the electrode filled with the sample and flip the switch and let it rip. One woman would get weird results on the plates she burned. The lines would be very faint, but still readable. I found out she had worked in various other departments and - long story short she was seriously affecting all the equipment.

Years before some engineers there had tried to figure out what it was about her that was causing this. They even tried to ground her. Nothing worked. She ended up just doing sample prep and burning samples, and as I said, the lines were fainter but still readable. If someone else sat there and did her job, with her out of the room, the lines would be black - as they should have been instead of grey.

I LOVE this thread

@TwoLeftSocksWithHoles

There was a party that didn't happen and a Prime Minister didn't attend it, and then a bit later it turned out that the party had happened after all AND the Prime Minister had attended it but he hadn't realised that he had. Spooky.

You win Mumsnet today! 👏

When I was about 13, I was helping my mom get a section of new motel rooms ready to rent. We all carried walkie-talkies (before cell phones) to keep in touch with the office. It was about 7Pm, and just dark. I went down to that level, and filled a cart with supplies and came out. I looked out over the water, and saw this THING handing in the sky, and heard this weird THRUMMING sound. I ran back in the storage closet, and yelled over the walkie-talkie for my Dad. Now, as I recall it, he was there about as soon as you'd expect a father to arrive after hearing his daughter screaming "something is out there!" In other words, minutes, and not many of them. He didn't see a thing, and took me home. It took me YEARS before I relized that I got home just after 11PM, and I have no idea what happened to those four hours. None.

I love this thread! The one that I've never been able to explain - ten or so years ago I went on the showboat in Nashville during a road trip with my parents. We got big souvenir glasses and I insisted on keeping them as they're my favourite colour.

We put them on the desk in the hotel room when we got back and went to sleep. The next morning, a perfect circle had popped off the top of just one of them.

The morning after that, the base of the same glass shattered. None of us had touched it at any point.

I still have the one that didn't break or shatter, and hopefully pics have attached of the weird one. The best explanation we could come up with was a flaw in the second glass, but while I'm quite woo, my parents are absolutely the most practical people ever, and all three of us were a bit spooked!

Ha, to clarify - we moved both glasses to a different part of the room after the first night but hadn't touched them otherwise - hence two different backgrounds. But I'm still fascinated by and wary of the remaining one, which has sat innocently and non-explodingly in my cupboard for ten years

I came home to find my washing machine in the middle of my kitchen. It hadn't been switch on at the plug....odd.

When I was in school, I forgot an important assignment at home one day. Mid day a friend handed me my assignment saying my dad had dropped it over. I found it weird that he would come all the way to school and not see me. Thought he was mad with me. Anyways, he swore he didn't come to school and the assignment was still at home ( too).