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)

Omg same here with the simpsons.

I was working as a waitress and one lunchtime a man came in and sat at a table in my section. He ordered his lunch and when he finished I cleared his plates. As I lifted them, a fork fell off and he caught it and put it back on the plate.
The next day the same man came in again for lunch, he sat at the same table. He ordered the same food. (All this is fine, I think he was in town for business, found a restaurant & meal he liked, decided to play it safe etc)
BUT as I cleared his plates, the fork once again fell and he once again caught it. It was genuinely the exact same scene twice!!

He knew too though because he looked at me and said "didn't that happen yesterday?"

So we both witnessed the glitch

"She said the dog invariably knew we were coming when we were still a good hour away. He would wait all excited by the front door or at a window - a thing he never did for anyone else"

I'm a bit like this when my DH is out walking the dog, the amount time they're out varies but I'll always get some kind of cosmic nod to get up and pop the kettle on about a minute before they walk back through the door. Maybe me and the dog are telepathic 🤔😆

When Princess Kate was pregnant with Charlotte she went into the hospital to have her and my mum messaged to tell me (in excitement, massive royal fan) I replied saying but she already had the baby yesterday and her name is Charlotte. My mother replied saying no the baby has not been born yet and we don’t know the name. Which was correct. Next day the baby was born and called Charlotte…

I remembered another one! This happened years ago.
I dreamed one night that I was married to a man called Robert Ward - he looked almost exactly like my then-husbandbut there were slight physical differences. When I woke up, I told my husband about the dream and we laughed about it.
A few weeks later, we met up with a friend who worked as a chef near Newbury, and was back up north to see his parents. In the course of conversation, he said that he thought he'd seen H come into his restaurant a few weeks ago, with another woman, and went out there to have a look. The man he saw could have been H's twin, the resemblance was so close. Just to make sure, he checked the reservations, and the customer's name was Robert Ward. That one made us all feel a bit weird.

When we were in the early months of our relationship my husband had a vivid dream that we had married and had two daughters, one with gorgeous red hair. We now have two sons, but they both have long hair and one is a redhead.

@WorstXmasEver Sorry if someone’s already said this, but it was probably one of those clocks that resets regularly according to satellite info. We had one in an office I worked in, and the first time I saw the hands spinning round like something from a nightmare I thought my heart was going to burst out of me! Got quite used to it (a bit 😂) eventually…

My husband died 8 years ago. He died in the May and I turned 40 in the December of the same year. My sister had bought me 3 40th helium balloons which were tied together. They were left downstairs in the kitchen. About two days later, I came home from the shops, went up to my bedroom and the three balloons (still tied together) were hovering just above the bed (on "my side"). I literally gasped with shock. The house was empty as kids were at school. I liked to think it was him wishing me a Happy Birthday but who knows!!

@catscatscurrantscurrants

I remembered another one! This happened years ago. I dreamed one night that I was married to a man called Robert Ward - he looked almost exactly like my then-husbandbut there were slight physical differences. When I woke up, I told my husband about the dream and we laughed about it. A few weeks later, we met up with a friend who worked as a chef near Newbury, and was back up north to see his parents. In the course of conversation, he said that he thought he'd seen H come into his restaurant a few weeks ago, with another woman, and went out there to have a look. The man he saw could have been H's twin, the resemblance was so close. Just to make sure, he checked the reservations, and the customer's name was Robert Ward. That one made us all feel a bit weird.

That's really nuts, having that written confirmation -- like my diary thing I mentioned upthread.

Things like this make me smile because the Cosmic Joker is obviously having quite a laugh.

When I was around 20, I saw my clone.

Mid-sized European city I'd never been to before. I was waiting for a bus. She was sitting in a tram that stopped. I spotted her through the window, she spotted me and we both just ... stared! She had the exact same face as myself, same hair colour (though a different cut). Couldn't see the rest of her as she was sitting in that tram.

Tram departed, I never spotted her again during that trip or elsewhere. But she definitely did see me, too, and was just as confused.

And, no, there is no way I could have a separated-at-birth twin sister: I grew up in a country village. The midwife who delivered me was my grandparents' neighbour. Our GP lived three doors down from us and was married to the nurse. Word would have got around. Everyone knows everything about everybody in that place.

@AuntMasha

Sleep paralysis like that is absolutely terrifying, isn't it? I have episodes every month or two at the moment, with my last at the beginning of this week. Woke up to a man stood over my bed and I had the overwhelming feeling I was going to die. Screamed and screamed. My poor DP just kept squeezing me tighter telling me it was okay. DDog didn't even move, apart from to give me kisses after I stopped. I'm amazed neighbours haven't knocked yet to find out if I actually am being murdered!

May, 2019. I was out for my usual walk in the village with my 1 year old DD in her buggy.

I looked up as we approached a corner on the road and saw a man, in a red coat, cross the road ahead of us and disappear up a driveway.

I look back down.

Then I look up again as we're upon the corner. A man in a red coat again, crossed the road and disappeared up the same driveway.

Curious, I peered down the (sizeable) driveway as we passed.

Nobody was there.

I've been unnerved by it ever since.

Just the other night actually my friend called me through Microsoft Teams but I can't video chat on the computer as I have no webcam or mic. I answered the call and wrote in it that I would call her back from the laptop.

Well, she told me when I got on call with her that she asked me what I was giggling about. Perplexed I said to her, I was not giggling it was the bairn and just how did she know when the original call was not voice or video activated.

We still don't know how she could hear it. She's miles away from me physically.

Very strange.

Love reading these, some are so spooky!

I remembered another one I experienced.

A few years ago we were all going out for the evening. My husband & daughters were already in the car, I had run back in the house to grab my earrings. Came out with earrings in hand & as I was opening the car door, I dropped the back of one of the earrings. It was one of those round rubber ones. Had a little search on the ground but couldn't find it, assumed it was under the car so just got in the car & we left.

A few days later me & DH were going shopping. He put his trainers on & felt something in the bottom. Dug around & it was the back of the earring inside his shoe. Weird thing was, they weren't the trainers he had been wearing when I lost the earring back. In fact it was the first time he put those trainers on in weeks.

I had the doppelgänger thing happen to me. I'm from Scotland but I lived in USA for a long while. I used to go to the gym everyday and was perplexed when people I didn't know waved to me or tooted their horn when I was making my way into the gym. One of the instructors came up to me and said "there's a woman who comes here who looks exactly like you. I'll need to introduce you too her."
I was sceptical. Anyway, I followed him over to where she was and it was so f*ing weird. She looked exactly like me. Same mannerisms, posture, smile. It really freaked us both out. The only difference was that she had straight American teeth and I didn't

@JesusSufferingFuck22, what was she like? Did you have anything else in common apart from looks?

Even though it's been almost 20 years, I still sometimes remember mine, and I would have loved a chance to meet.

I've seen my doppelgänger. I was strap hanging on the Northern line on my way to work back in the early 90s. I looked down at the woman seated in front of me ( on the long strip of seats) and she had my face. It was so odd, I felt completely zoned out for a second and was totally speechless. I just kept staring at her, trying to work out what it was. She was wearing different clothes and her haircut was slightly different but apart from that she was my mirror image.
She eventually looked up at me and saw me staring. She looked just as baffled as I was to be honest. We didn't say anything to each other ( what would you say, anyway?) and I had to get off at the next stop.
I suppose with nearly 8 billion people on the planet, some features will replicate eventually!

Legend says that it's very bad luck to have an encounter with your doppelganger but after a few decades you're probably safe!

@BlackAmericanoNoSugar

Tavimama's story reminds me of the time that a friend and I treated ourselves to a nice lunch with our DSs who were both around 11 or 12 months old, so about 17 years ago. We walked to the restaurant and had a lovely lunch with a couple of glasses of wine, then got on the DLR to go home. In the same carriage with us was Orlando Bloom, the footballer with the buck teeth and the funny haircut (all shaved off except a rectangle at the front) and one other famous person who's name I've completely forgotten. They were sort of together, sitting in the same carriage section but with an empty seat between them. I firstly assumed that I was imagining things because of the wine, then I assumed that there was some sort of look-alike agency somewhere nearby.

I read an interview before about some famous American actor who said that they loved visiting England because they don't get mobbed by fans like they do in America. I have also heard it a few times in interviews Perhaps they really were there!

I saw a C list celebrity before but I thought it was too rude to ask for her autograph. Ti's the brittish way

@MeAndHimAndHer

This is so timely as I had the weirdest experience just two nights ago. I woke up needing the loo, looked at the clock and it said 02:38. I have a big clock with big bright digital numbers next to my bed. I remember thinking I have exactly 4 hrs left in bed as my alarm goes off at 6:29 and I always snooze it once. A ‘snooze’ is 9 minutes. I always get up at 6:38. As I walked to the toilet and had a wee I was thinking 2:38-6:38, 4 hrs left, lovely. I got back into bed, turned round and looked at the clock and it said 02:37. I was so shocked I felt shaky and couldn’t get back to sleep. I know in a sleepy state it might have said 02:36 the first time and I misread it but I was so absolutely certain it had said 02:38. I swear it did. I’m still convinced time went back a minute while I pee-ed.

I did this but the other way around the other night/morning. Woke up to pee. Clock said 8.26am Came back to bed to do a few stretches before I got up. Looked at the clock and it said 5.15am. Was definitely half asleep!

Shortly after 9/11 in New Jersey I was out by myself in my car. Everything felt a bit surreal after the twin towers. I pulled up at a 4 way stop sign and all was clear. I was about to go but something said NO, DON'T GO several times.
I waited, a bit baffled as to why I was hesitating for so long. Next second a large white transit type van sped, like really sped, straight through the junction. If I had gone when I was meant to I would have been in a horrific accident.

This is a long one but bear with me because it's really strange.

My dad died in 2020 very suddenly and unexpectedly at his home. We didn't discover it had happened for a couple of days. An old friend who he hadn't had any contact with since I was a teenager heard a crash from downstairs in her home around the time he died. She ran down to see what had happened and found all her paperwork files had fallen from a cabinet in the lounge. The doors had flung open and the files had seemingly flown out and were in a huge pile on the floor.

This was odd enough, but on top of the paperwork was a black and white picture of me that she'd never seen before. In it I am screaming and running towards the camera looking terrified. It was from 1994 and was taken by a friend of mine, they made me jump and caught it on camera basically. As far as I was aware, I was the only person with a copy and my copy is in colour and in an album here. There was no reason for this old friend of my dads to have the picture and she has no idea how it came to be there.

Anyway, at this point none of us knew he'd died. A day or so later when I found him I located his will and discovered that it hadn't been updated since 1992 and this old friend was the executor so I rang her to let her know and she nearly passed out with shock because of the appearance of this photo of me that she'd never seen before. She told me all about it over the phone and we were both strangely comforted by it.

She felt it was my dad letting her know that I needed her help. It still makes the adrenaline course through me when I talk about it now. We just can't explain it.

There was also that one time I met a dead somewhat famous politician on my way to work. We crossed on the street and I said "good morning, Mr X". He greeted me back. At which point I remembered he had passed away a few years ago, turned around and he had vanished.

I was really freaked out for the next two days or so but didn't tell anyone since I thought they'd all think I'd lost the plot - at which point I saw him being interviewed on the news, not being dead at all.

Seldom felt such relief!

[quote SoManyQuestionsHere]@JesusSufferingFuck22, what was she like? Did you have anything else in common apart from looks?

Even though it's been almost 20 years, I still sometimes remember mine, and I would have loved a chance to meet.[/quote]
I don't really know other than looks and mannerisms! She seemed pretty similar to me though. The way she spoke, even though we had different accents was similar. Like the same phrasing? I stopped going to the gym for a while as it freaked me out so much. Well that's my excuse. I can't remember her name either and never saw her again.

Love this thread.

It's a sad one. But when my lovely 15 year old dog died, I drove him to the vets for cremation.

After I dropped him off I was driving around on my own to get some relief before I went home again to face the kids.

Suddenly on the radio came the lyrics "I wish that I could talk to say goodbye. I remember when we used to go walking in the rain". It felt like the message was coming directly from him. I've googled the lyrics many times but never found the song.