Ok this one is kind of funny, and left me feeling baffled more than anything.

For some context, I work at a restaurant and I have to toast buns daily. We always make trays of either 8 or 12 buns. This is such an easy task, I do it all the time, and it's pretty hard to mess up. Well, the other day I was finishing a tray that someone else had started (they had set the untoasted buns on the tray, and I was supposed to toast them). I looked at the tray, and there were 8 buns on it. I decided to add 4 more and make a tray of 12. Once I finished toasting them all, I start organizing them on the tray. Here is where I get confused: there are now 20 buns on the tray. Where on earth did I get 8 extra buns?? Even if I had miscounted the first time, and there were 12 before I toasted them, me adding 4 would only equal to 16. I was genuinely so confused and I ended up having enough to make a tray of 8 and a tray of 12. Still don't understand how it happened and I am still wondering about it.

I know this isn't the most exciting story, but it left me feeling like I was crazy and my coworkers didn't believe me lol

In early 2020 I was working as an office manager, and we had a suggestion box that was affixed to the wall of the office. It was actually for employees to leave suggestions internally. We had the box, lock and key custom made for the company.

Shortly before Covid hit in March 2020, I went to collect the suggestions from the suggestion box, and I realized the key was missing. I was the only person with access to where the key was stored, as it was locked up itself. Technically my boss could have also retrieved it, but he would have had no reason to, and he confirmed it wasn't him. I was going to order a new key to be made, but a few days later Covid hit and I got laid off, so I just didn't think about the key again.

While I was still laid off, I was walking my dog in a park we had never been to before. During the time I was laid off, we explored a bunch of new trails and parks in our area. While we were walking something caught his attention in the grass, and when I looked to see what it was, it was the key from the suggestion box from my work. Like.....??? Freaked out and confused, I picked it up and put it in my pocket. Hoping to convince myself of a rational explanation. The main reason I knew it was the same key is because it had a yellow plastic tag on it where I had hand printed what the key was for, and that yellow tag was still attached.

I was laid off for a total of 2.5 months, and when I returned to work I brought the key with me. Sure enough, it unlocked the suggestion box. I still have no clue how this was possible or what the significance of that incident was. The park was a good 20 minutes away from both my home and workplace in a totally different direction, and that was the first time we had ever been to that park. I still think about it sometimes.

This time last year my family went to get a christmas tree. I was wearing a pair of sunglasses I particularly liked. When we got home from the tree farm I realized I couldn’t find my sunglasses. I went out to my car and searched the entire car with a flashlight - nothing. Checked our pockets and bags - gone. I assumed I must have dropped them at the tree farm and accepted they were gone. A year to the day I lost them, I got in my car and as I sat down my airpods fell out of my pocket. I went to reach for them and pulled out the sunglasses. There is no way they were there when I looked for them, and since we have kids we detail our cars pretty regularly so theres no way they were there this whole time. It also seems interesting that it was exactly a year to the day of losing them! Super weird.

This happened a couple weeks ago and I still can't figure it out.

Before I even get started:

1. I drive a lot for work. Like, I go through two 11-15 hour audiobooks a month AND spend hours on Marco Polo sending and receiving vids from my childhood best friend in another province.

2. I often go on autopilot when driving. I will get home but not remember the drive etc. the audiobooks help with this. I don't get lost in thought and maintain awareness while on the road. If I lose my place in the book I know I have zoned out.

3. Even when on autopilot I drive safely. I don't run red lights or miss stop signs. I don't get in car accidents. I am a cautious driver by nature.

On the evening in question I was alert, aware of my surroundings, and listening to an audiobook.

There are two four-way stops on a dimly lit road on my way home, and then my street is on the left.

I stopped at the first intersection, and then the second. The first stop had no other cars. The second had a car already at the intersection so they went first, and then me. I began looking for ny turn. It was dark and I don't often drive at night so I was actively engaged in ensuring I turned onto ny street and not someone's driveway.

Except my turn wasn't where it should have been. My internal clock told me I should have reached my street by now. Then I saw a street up ahead and figured I must be driving slower than usual in the dark. I checked my speed - nope, exactly speed limit.

But the turn off wasn't my street. It had a different name. One I didn't recognize. Confused, I kept going and saw another street I didn't recognize.

Now I was completely disoriented. My street is the ONLY STREET after that second stop sign and before a busy four lane intersection with a traffic light.

I pulled over and checked my phone's map. Yes, somehow I was on the OTHER side of that busy road in a subdivided I have never visited.

Somehow I had skipped location.

I told my husband and friends and they all figure it was highway hypnosis. But it wasn't. I get that all the time. This was different.

A) I was actively engaged in watching for ny road since it was dark

B) There were no other stop signs between that busy road and where I pulled over, so I wasn't just disoriented/ on the wrong road to begin with. Besides which I remember the names of the streets at the four way stop intersections were correct.

C) I was also listening to my audiobook (looking for a turn I do umpteen times a week doesn't take so much brain power that I have to pause my book even if it is a lot darker than I am used to) and it remained coherent throughout so I didn't miss anything.

D) When I do zone out I ALWAYS take familiar routes. I'll find myself heading to my kids' school or home. I have never zoned out and ended up somewhere unfamiliar.

What this felt like to experience was as if the chunk of road with my street and the busy intersection just got cut out.

I have no explanation.

I've witnessed a few bizarre things in my life that seem to defy conventional explanation - things being in different places than I know they were left in, synchronicities, a mole death cult (I'll have to share more about that one sometime...it's a doozy haha), but I was just reminded of the biggest glitch I've ever witnessed in real time thanks to the redditor who posted about their experience with disappearing pizza rolls.

From the start of the pandemic until the start of this school year, my kiddo did school online. It was a good fit for their learning style and social anxiety, and since I WFH it worked out well for us most of the time. But naturally, some days were a bit more of a struggle to get them to focus on their assignments without getting distracted. This event happened on one of those days.

One of their assignments for the day was a 3-paragraph essay, and they were not happy about it. Writing is probably their least favorite kind of assignment, especially when it gets into multiple paragraphs. So, in-between meetings and work tasks I was going into their room a lot to talk through their frustrations with them and try to keep them on track, but every conversation was a little more emotionally charged for them. Eventually, when I told them that they wouldn't be able to play outside or watch TV until they finished the assignment for the day, they threw a box of colored pencils from their desk to the opposite corner of the room, next to the shelves where they display their Lego builds. We both saw the box fly across the room and heard it hit the ground, but when they went to pick it up they said they couldn't find it. I looked around the area where I saw them fly to and I couldn't find them anywhere either. They weren't under the shelves, or behind the toy box, or under the beanbag nearby. I even checked areas of the floor that were entirely improbable based on the angle they were thrown at, but no luck there either.

After about 30 minutes of combined searching (a distraction my kiddo welcomed at that point lol), we gave up and figured we'd find them the next time we rearranged the room.

A few months later, while we were packing up to move into a new place, I remembered the colored pencils, and figured we'd finally find them once all the furniture and toys were out of the way. But even once the last box was packed and the last shelf was moved out, the colored pencils never showed up. When we unpacked the boxes at our new place, the colored pencils weren't anywhere to be found in the mix. They completely vanished that day, and I'll never know where they went. I'm half-convinced that my kiddo was so mad about having to write that essay that they managed to will writing tools out of existence.

So random and bizzare and I can't wrap my head around it. My husband made pizza rolls for our kids, I got them out of the oven and on plates [each plate had 10 pizza rolls] and walked over to set my daughter's [who is 6 years old] plate on the table.

She's autistic [mostly only relevant bc of her reaction] and was excitedly jumping up and down by the table, and I happened to stumble and 2 pizza rolls fell of the plate, falling towards her, so she reached out to catch them - and before our eyes they just vanished right before she caught them. Totally gone, not even in a blink- eyes were wide open and they just disappeared like a magic trick. I thought maybe they didn't actually fall off and we both just panicked and thought they did- but there was only 8 on the plate now so clearly they did.

We stared at eachother for a moment and she said, "Wha... What???" I was speechless for a moment then was like ok they couldn't have just disappeared- so we looked under the table, all over the room, finally I call my dogs in like "screw it, even if they eat them I just want them found" - nothing, and they would 100% find them if they were there and theyre not even sniffing around like food had recently been there. They're just gone. And my daughter is SO pissed lol, enough that I made her a couple more lol - but.... WTF?!? I've never experienced something like that, at least not literally in front of my eyes, and the fact my daughter saw it too.. Shes literally still moving everything in the room around 20min later because, well, how was that possible??. She wants an explanation but I've got nothing 🤷‍♀️

I fixed myself a drink of water in a bright pink plastic cup, had a few sips, and sat it on the black dining table. The table was clean - nothing to obstruct my view. I went to get ready for the day then came back for another sip... but the cup was gone. I figured I just carried it to the bathroom without realizing when I went to put on my make up, but it wasn't there. I checked my room, the kitchen, and everywhere in between. No pink cup. I walked around the table and looked under it in case a cat had knocked it down Nope. Gone. I gave up and went and got a mason jar and fixed another drink of water. I sat at the table to put my shoes on, and my daughter came in and was chatting with me. She had just woken up, and I had not been in her room at all. While we talked I realized the pink plastic cup was right there, where I had left it. I asked if she brought it in with her, and she said no, and that she didn't know where it came from because she didn't notice it there when she sat down. It was just there. She's not prankster, and she was sound asleep when the cup disappeared. I saw her walk in the room with no cup. It just reappeared.

In college, I went to the cafeteria to get whatever lunch was on the menu that day. While waiting for the person preparing my food, I saw a girl standing behind the counter, just looking down, with long black hair, and very still. She seemed like she didn’t belong there, but I moved on once my lunch was ready.

When I took a bite of my lasagna, it felt like there was hair in it, and embedded in the lasagna was a long strand of black hair. My friends noticed it too, and we were all disgusted. I knew it had to be from the girl I saw. I went to the counter to complain about the hair in my food and mentioned the girl behind the counter without a hair net. They told me, “There’s no girl with long hair here. We all have short hair and wear hair nets.”

I’m not sure where she went, but she was definitely there, and somehow the same kind of long black hair was embedded in my lasagna. Who else could it have been?

Special note: behind the counter is off limits to anyone except employees.

Today I said hi to my neighbor. She was wearing a pink and white top with white shorts and a baseball cap.

Normally I wouldn’t remember details like this but hours later I saw a different woman who looked similar to her in a different area wearing the exact same outfit.

Not similar- EXACTLY the same down to the shoes.

She had the same hair color, same body type, same height.

100% was not my neighbor.

Again normally I wouldn’t think twice if it didn’t happen again on the same day.

I went to the mall and a girl was crossing in front of my car. She was wearing high waisted acid wash denim shorts and a black tank top. Brown hair, tanned skin, thin.

Hours later in a different neighborhood I saw another girl brown hair, same length, tanned skin, thin like exact same body type, wearing the exact same outfit.

Again not a similar outfit it was the exact same outfit.

Again not the same girl but could have been her doppelgänger.

Matching outfits can be common. I went to the store once and saw someone with the same Tshirt as me.

But this was weird and made me go hmmmm. All 4 of these pairs of women were almost identical to eachother in terms of body features wearing identical outfits miles apart, hours apart in the same day.

I just found it odd and when I saw the last woman it made me say huh dejavu. Then it reminded me of the Matrix and then I thought of this sub and here we are.

So ya, nothing huge but, I have a pair of Oakley sunglasses I bought towards the end of last year and had been wearing them daily up until a couple monthes ago when I thought I lost them. I had moved them from the spot on my dash where the usually live, because my wife needed my car that day and I didn't want them to distract her. I stuck them in the space under the center arm rest when she dropped me off at work, and went about my day. Next day I go to get them and they are gone. Thinking maybe I left them at work / home etc I check everywhere and they are no where to be found. I assumed I had maybe put them in my coat pocket and they had fallen out I had pretty much written them off and forgot about em (after a couple weeks of searching, checking that spit a few times and even my wife looking, they weren't cheap lol). Yesterday I stopped at a store on my way home, purchased a couple things, hop in the car, open the arm rest to out the stuff in there and bam there they are. Right on top of the space under the arm rest right where I had put them. Being a fan of this sub I chuckled a bit and thought we'll hey, now I have something to post lol. I get home and tell my wife about the glasses and she gives me a really puzzled look and says "how is that even possible, we both looked there several times?". I giggled again and just said "haha it must be a glitch in the matrix". Anyways, happy Thursday.

I wasn’t sure where else to post this but the most bizarre thing happened to me today. I woke up at my usual time and got ready for work, left for work at my usual time. When I arrived to work, I was an hour early? I thought my phone was set to a different time or switched to daylight savings but everything was normal? This has been on my mind all day and I just can figure out what happened. A colleague mentioned something about a time loop to me but I have no idea how this happened, I was on time all morning but as soon as I arrived to work it’s like the clock shifted an hour backwards. Does anyone have any explanation for this?

Around 9-10 years ago, my family and I had to constantly visit my grandma in the hospital due to her diabetes and having to get a toe removed because of said diabetes. This story takes place when my father and I visited my grandmother ourselves and as we walked down the hallway, my dad had to use the bathroom and told me to wait outside for him and so I did. I waited for what felt like 15 minutes and then knocked on the door and asked him what was taking so long and when the door opened, it was a blond woman with blue scrubs who just looked at me with a expression of confusion and exasperation. I quickly felt a sense of embarrassment and also I was surprised that my dad wasn’t in the bathroom. She quickly scurried off to another hallway and my dad came from all the way down the hall and asked me where I was this whole time and told him I was waiting for him outside the bathroom and told me he was with my grandma in her room the whole time. I quickly made my way to my grandmas room and she asked me the same question and I gave her the same answer.

I still don’t know what exactly happened but it’s something I think I about from time to time

Today I looked outside my room in our House corridor and there I saw a black shape or Shadow figure going Insider our Office room.

After I told that my mum, she looked in EVERY Room our House, but there was nothing.

I can't explain what exactly happened...

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I dont Drink any Alkohol or Take drugs. I am Not tired or overtired. I am complitly normal in my brain!

Can anyone of you Guys know, what that could be? Aliens? Monsters?

Not sure what to call this. I have an 11 year old son and very often (not always, but in many instances) a minor physical injury or ailment will manifest in both of us at the same time. For example, on Thursday, he was at an evening event and fell hard while chasing a hayride. I was at home, and tripped and fell into the coffee table. When I picked him up a bit later he was eager to show me his bruised and swollen left knee and scraped right elbow. I had the same bruises/ scrapes in the same places. This happens all the time.

A couple of weeks ago I burned my thumb on a hot glue gun, resulting in a blister. A few days later he showed me a blister on his own thumb. Pulled muscles, bug bites, canker sores, stubbed toes...all minor, random incidents with visible identical manifestations or comparable evidence have been consistent for as long as I can remember. It would make sense if the event causing the mark happened in each other's presence - maybe one of us subconsciously imitated the other. Or if it was environmental, like allergies or a sunburn. Or something contagious like a cold or fever, or a hereditary symptom (well, other than clumsiness, lol). But these examples do not fall into a pattern like that.

Anyone have a similar, persistent experience?

I have a king sized bed. The headboard and bases are huge. About 12 feet high. There is a gap between the mattress and the headboard making it easy for even large items to fall through. I’ve had to get a pillow from back there a time or two. My sheets are fitted.

I was laying in bed one morning about five days ago and grabbed the lighter to light a candle. The lighter is pretty big and not to be compared with a small handheld one. The lighter also glows in the dark. After use I sat it by my pillow and knocked it in the gap between the mattress and headboard. I heard it hit the carpet. I immediately went to grab it and it wasn’t there.

I thought that was weird so I immediately climbed off the bed and onto the floor to search for it. Nothing. The only thing under my bed was an old sleeping mask. There is no room between the base and the wall for it to be or have fallen. There is no other furniture close that it could be hiding under.

I let it go and thought somehow it must be in the sheets. Even though they are fitted and l checked them multiple times. Today, I stripped my bed to wash the bedding, and still no lighter. I moved the mattress and nothing. The only thing down there now is that old sleeping mask.

This one got me. It’s a big lighter.

A few days ago, at work, I used the elevator (I normally take the stairs) and a strange thing happened. There are two elevators in this spot. The one on the left had been out of order for a few days, so when that one was the one that opened, I thought to myself that it better not break while I was on it. I entered the doors and hit the button to go down a floor. When the doors opened, and I exited the elevator, I was exiting the OTHER elevator. I somehow came out of the elevator on the right instead of the one on the left that I know I got on. I immediately turned and made sure what I thought happened, happened. I have no idea how I got on the elevator on the left and got off the elevator on the right. These elevators are two different sizes (one is made for gurneys to be able to use and has the doors in the front and back. The other is smaller and only has doors in the front.) I got on the smaller, one set of doors, elevator, and got off the larger, two sets of doors, elevator. I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to reconcile in my mind what happened, but it still bugs me. I only know for sure I got on the smaller elevator because I remember saying to myself that I hope it didn't break again while I was on it.

So this is common in the fae community, where the mischievous spirits like fae or faeries/brownies fuck around and hide your stuff (do search fae or faeries and things disappearing)

So I was an atheist agnostic that start having a lot of paranormal activities (2-3 years ago) my things kept getting moved or lost to the point I started thinking people from my household were fucking with me. Scratches sound, whispering, loud footsteps (must be the neighbors)

Finally I come to the house again, and I sit in front of my aunt, I see my medicine box that was supposed to be in my bag, literally appear midair in front of my fukin face and just drop).

Like a David Blaine magic trick without any person performing.

And my second phone in my bag appeared on another table

I tried not to acknowledge it because I had a feeling that whatever thing did that will get attached to me so I pretended I didn't see that or notice that (or I was shocked) and smoothly collected my stuff and left the house.

After a few days of processing, I finally did some research and it's a common thing with fae spirits.

I'm a night owl, as you could've guessed from my previous post here, but I was working on my laptop, just typing away. Felt thirsty, picked up my black ceramic flask to drink three mouthfuls, kept it down, continued working.

Maybe because it's a winter night with the heater drying the air further, but after about jist 5 minutes, I felt parched again, reached down to get the bottle, waved around found nothing. Turned on the lights, searched everywhere in the living room where I was working, later the entire house for good measure. With lights turned on of course. Vanished into thin air.

Writing this 30 minutes since this happened tonight so that it's fresh. If I find it again, will leave an update. As an researcher by profession, I want to come up with a reasonable explanation for this. This is the second time something weird happened at night, or atleast the second time I'm noticing it.

Some details:

It was 90% dark inside the room when this happened - enough light from my laptop to illuminate vicinity of the desk mildly is but nothing more. I was using dark mode.

I kept the bottle under my desk near my leg so I could touch it with my leg to identify where it is to pick it up without turning on my light.

This happened to me last week (Thursday) and I'm still scratching my head, trying to figure it out.

This year, I'm participating in NaNoWriMo to finish writing a book I started 2 years ago. I had roughly 40k words left to make it a full length novel (80k) and thought NaNo lined up with my goals/timelines.

Every day for the month of November I have gotten into a routine. Every day I take my kids to school, come home, make myself a cup of hot chocolate, turn on a specific thunderstorm video on YouTube, and then I sit and read the last chapter I wrote, and then write the next chapter.

So last Thursday, I had a doctors appointment after dropping the kids, so I was a little later in my routine than usual. I was home by 9:30am, and by 10, I was turning on the thunderstorm video. The video, is a 4 hour long video with no advertisements/interruptions. Now usually when I start it, I have to watch an ad before it loads, then it's no ads. I always start the video at the beginning. There's a logo/text that pops up in the bottom left hand corner when the video starts. So this time, there was the ad before it loaded, I started it at the beginning and it played another ad before loading the beginning, but I saw the logo.

So i sat down in my chair to read the first chapter and then write. It was a hard chapter to write. Felt like it took forever. About 12:45pm I was finalizing the chapter. I looked at my phone because I have an alarm set at 1pm for a lunch break and thought i was finishing just in time. Suddenly, there was an ad in my video. There's not supposed to be, so I went over to the computer and my video had ended, played an ad and then went to the next video in my liked Playlist. The whole 4 hour video ended in 2 hours and 45 minutes. I'm so puzzled because I remember seeing the logo at the beginning, so I know I started the video at the beginning. But I also know I was only writing from 10am - 12:45pm.

So, I feel like I'm missing time, but I know and can account for what I was doing. I'm just so confused. I feel like something somewhere glitched.

This is such a mundane glitch, but I can’t stop thinking about it. Yesterday morning, my three year old daughter wanted cheese. I usually cut her a piece from a block of cheddar. I remembered opening a new package of cheddar last week and giving her some, so I went to grab it from the fridge. I always keep it in the same basket of cheeses in the fridge, so I knew exactly where it was.

When I pulled it out, though, the package was sealed—completely unopened, like it was brand new. I thought I must be mistaken, so I spent some time checking the package to see if it was actually open anywhere, but it wasn’t. It was definitely sealed. Confused, I went back to the fridge to look for the open package, but there wasn’t another one.

Finally, I just decided to open the sealed package. I tore off the plastic strip that seals the bag, opened it… and the cheese inside was already cut and used, just like I remembered from last week. The edge of the block was cut, and there was even a loose chunk of cheese where my daughter hadn’t finished the piece I cut for her before. But this was all inside a sealed bag.

I feel like I’m losing my mind. I wish I’d taken a video when I opened it yesterday, but I had a very hangry toddler “helping” me, so I just quickly cut her some cheese while standing there completely baffled.

Hello,

Been reading up on these lately and it's really had me thinking. Almost crazy, to be honest If you think about it enough,

Anyway, I remember a couple years ago I was running late to work and driving in not so great conditions, I mean, it was dark and wet but it didn't seem bad the entire drive.

When I was turning to get off the highway I started spinning out IN the turn and I was slipping on black ice, I was just embracing smashing into the railing on 1 side, or either getting stuck DEEP in the snow because I'd even get stuck in my parking lot. Lol. That was the only thing going through my head.

Then boom, impact, just felt a little bump in the rear, I just took a moment to breathe and look around and there's no other cars I can see anywhere (not sure if that means anything) and I just take a moment to put it into drive and I manage to continue my drive home with very minimal damage. I noticed some snow spots and some were softer then others but I was going 40+ M spining in a turn

Yesterday, I removed the net over my pond to find that my only mayan Koi and calico goldfish were dead. Both had signs of injury to their bodies. My mother watched me dig a hole in the ground and put my mayan Koi in. On top of the Koi, I put my larger calico goldfish and covered both with dirt. I added a pile of stones on top of the grave to make sure that my chickens didn't dig it up. That night I made sure to secure every inch of the net to ensure that no animals could get into the pond and kill any other fish. This morning I took the net off the pond and watched as the same mayan Koi I had buried floated up to the top of the pond. It had a bit of dirt caked on its body. My mother saw me pull the same fish out of the pond again. We checked the grave and it was completely undisturbed. I ended up digging up the grave and found the same fish still buried underneath the calico goldfish. It was identical in every way to the fish I had just pulled out of the pond, even down to the scratches on its flank. I know for a fact I only had one mayan Koi. I distinctly remember considering buying two in case one didn't make it but I decided to only get one so that I would have the space in my pond to get another Koi if I saw the perfect one. I have no idea how I could've had two completely identical Koi with identical injuries in the exact same place.

Something strange happened to me yesterday. I was on my way to a forest parking lot to go for a walk with my kids. My brother-in-law was planning to meet us there with his children.

On the way, I saw him driving toward me and turning left, heading in the direction of the forest parking lot. I was about 100 meters away. I noticed he was driving his wife’s car, which he occasionally uses when she’s away for work. But one thing struck me as odd: he didn’t look at me—not even a glance in my direction. This was strange because I drive a very distinctive car; he should have recognized me. I could clearly see his face, focused straight ahead.

I turned onto the same street he had taken and saw him in front of me for a short while before he sped up, and I lost sight of him. When I arrived at the parking lot, I was surprised that he wasn’t there yet.

About two minutes later, he pulled into the parking lot—but in his own car. He got out and was confused by the puzzled look on my face. I told him I had just seen him in his wife’s car less than five minutes earlier. But he insisted it wasn’t him, and that his wife’s car was parked in their garage.

Obviously, I must have seen a similar car, and my brain filled in the blanks. It couldn’t have been him. But I was so sure I recognized him. I didn’t even bother to check the license plate because I was so convinced it was him.

This experience has left me questioning whether we can ever truly trust eyewitness accounts. It’s changed the way I think about testimony forever.

I stumbled upon this forum and was wondering, have i ever experinced what you refer to as a glitch in the matrix?

Then i remember an episode from around 2 years ago.

I was working in Germany as a foreigner from a neighboring country, Denmark. Not that it matters to the story.

One evening i was laying in my bed at the hotel i was staying at and needed to go to the toilet to do my thing. I normally dont turn on the light in my room, just the toilet when i get there. Upon entering the bathroom it started to glow up under my feet, so i dont turn the light on and start moving around and every step i take light emits under my feet. I think every sane person would do as i did and record it with the phone. After i'm done i go to bed and the next morning go to work.

I was not the only person living at the hotel, i had colleagues as well. So i started asking them if the saw the light on the bathroom floor and they are all like "you're fucking crazy" to my luck i did have the recording and showed it to them, but none had seen it in their room, at least they dont think i was crazy anymore, but i had to try to see if the light would still be there when i got back from work that day.

When i got home and entered the bathroom as i did yesterday, there were no light and i tried everything. Tapping around in there, maybe i needed to turn something on? Nothing worked and the light never did appear under my feet again.

Afterwards i tried to craft different reasons to why this happend, i'm a logical thinking person.

1. Maybe the light did appear from the floor from pressure from my feet, but that doesn't make sense since i couldnt get it to do it again as well as the other rooms did not have it.

2. Second option was maybe light from somewhere else would show up on the front of my feet as in the video, but no light source could come in here as it was dark and the door was behind me.

3. maybe someone here knows something i dont?

Link https://vimeo.com/1033077158/c8e48f33aa

I've been sitting on this incident for a while because I thought I'd remember how it managed to happen but after a second time, I'm deciding to post about it.

So I have this pretty black and gold ring I got at an art event. There were tons just like it so it wasn't like it was one of a kind special or anything. But I've worn this ring with almost all my outfits. One night, when my friends were about to head out, I went to the bathroom (on a college campus) and set my ring on the counter to wash my hands. I always remember to grab it but for some reason, I don't remember this time. Walking out and leaving, the ring popped into my head as I realized it wasn't on my finger. I checked my pockets and it wasn't in them. I rushed back to the bathroom and found the counter empty. I was a little bit disappointed as I realized it was gone but I try not to dwell on materialistic things. I let it go and moved on. A few days went by and I was in a rush out the door. I couldn't find my usual earbuds so I grabbed my spare ones from a jar on my dresser. I froze as, in the tangled bunch of the earbuds, I saw my ring. I had a full on WTF moment. I had not touched these earbuds since I moved in months ago and I haven't put anything else in the jar let alone the ring I had lost. It broke my brain and it was a subject I thought over again and again. After a while I just accepted the weirdness of it and soon forgot about it. That was until I'd lost it again. My guess how this happened was when I got off the bus, it slipped off my finger because I remember having it on the bus then when I was walking home, it was gone. I retraced my steps, looking for it on the ground but couldn't find it. I checked my pockets and my bag which it wasn't in. Stupidly I got a little too excited as I rushed back home and checked the jar, expecting it to be another weird incident but alas... it wasn't in the jar. Again I was disappointed it was gone but more so upset that my jar wasn't magic lol. The night went on and I forgot about it. I sat down to do some art, got my yarn and when I opened my crochet bag (mind you, a zipped bag I keep in my dresser drawer that doesn't ever leave my room) and in it, I found my ring.

I have no idea what the HECK is going on but I thought I'd post here because I can only take so much weirdness. I have no idea how any of these instances are possible and I feel like I'm losing my mind a little.

I was reading through this thread when a memory came up that I think fits the bill for a “glitch in the matrix.”

One night, when I was in high school (I’m 26 now) I was sitting on my bed, watching videos on my laptop when I realized I didn’t know where my phone was. I fumbled around looking for it to no avail. I ended up getting up and tossing my blankets around and I still couldn’t find it. My mom was home so I ultimately asked her to call it. I followed the sound of the vibration to my bed, but what was strange is that it was underneath the fitted sheet on my mattress. I pulled the sheet up and retrieved it, not able to make sense of it.

There was literally no way for it to have gotten under the sheet I was laying on top of, that was tucked under the mattress 😭 I never told anyone because it was so bizarre, yet monotonous; I just moved past it. Now I’m realizing it was most certainly some kind of glitch. This is one of the only times in my life where something like this has happened with no other plausible explanation.

In 2009 my uncle, sisters, cousin and I travelled to Iowa city for a great aunt’s funeral. We met in Chicago and rented a van for the final leg of the journey. My older sister had rented 2 very old Airbnbs down the block from each other for us to stay in. It was dark when we arrived. I got out of the van to find the house numbers and was quite irritated when I found the place but a 1970s looking van driven by a 30ish chunky white guy with light colored shaggy hair pulled into the driveway first.

I went up to talk to him, but suddenly the van morphed into our van with my younger sister driving . Blew me away. Other strange things happened during that night, which were somewhat discomforting and scary but we stayed another night and everything was normal.

So this is an old story but it still trips me out to think about it. So, I'd say like 5ish yrs ago I was babysitting my cousins son, he was like 10 at the time and she lives in our hometown that's super small and kid friendly. She lives in a condominium complex and her son asked if he could go outside, I was watching him and his two younger siblings (like 7 and a newborn at the time). The oldest is really good at listening to instructions, like he is a good kid. I take note of what he's wearing because I told him to change into appropriate play clothes and that he can only play in the courtyard where I could see him from the window. Then eventually his mom comes home and asks where he is and I tell her I let him play in the courtyard. He's not there. At all. We start searching, yelling for him. Neighbors and other family members that live nearby come to help out. Police come and search inside her condo and in his room and as they're about to make the call to start a literal search around town, we're talking in the courtyard at this point, he walks OUT OF THE CONDO. Out the front door and is in an entirely different outfit than what he left to play in. The cop was confused because he also searched in the condo. He literally went back in to make sure there were no "secret tunnels" in his words because it just made no sense. I asked my cousins son what happened and where he was and he said "I laid down under that tree," and he points to a nearby tree in the courtyard, "and then i fell asleep and then I saw a bright light and I woke up in my bedroom."

So, so weird. I think about it often.

I don't know where else to post . This is first time something this weird has happened to me and I'm kinda freaked out. My faucets handle was half broken and today I woke up only to find it completely repaired. I even held it from upper side as habit as the lower side was broken and now it's fully there. I live alone and the house stays lock for most of the day so there is absolutely no way someone repaired or replaced it. Idk where else to post this I went through shifting realities sub but that seems to be a deliberate event from the few post I read. All I'm thinking now is else what else could have changed. Creepy

I've also gained time before like some others stories I've read here and elsewhere. I lived in Pennsylvania at the time and was at a celebration party in New York, I left to drive home and had 8 others in the van (in laws) of ages ranging from about 8 yrs to 50 yrs at the time, I had no clue how to actually get back home to PA but was designated driver and figured I'd simply look at signs and figure it out (30+ yrs ago & before GPS easily available). We left New York at just before 1 am just as it was also getting rainy/misty out so I wasn't happy how things were starting knowing where I had to go it would be at least 3 hrs since it took that long for my brother-in-law to get us to the area and another relatives house before even going to the event another 30 min drive farther. I wasn't impaired in any way, I was a little tired but not sleepy and had a vehicle full of little kids to grandparents so was on even higher awareness since I never drove between these areas before. Three of the other adults, my wife included, plus 1 of the younger kids said they'd all stay awake with me as I drove to keep me company so as others fell asleep, the 'awake 3' were all just talking about the nights party. All of a sudden I see this bright light behind me like an 18-wheeler was coming up fast and had it's high beams on, double-checking around me for clear areas to move into I notice no other cars now and all I can think is to get over and let this truck cruise past as far and as fast as they want, so I got over to the far right lane and slowed a bit myself and then felt the van I was in more or less just rock/rumble like a train was passing us and vibrating the van. I now pulled off to the side of the road because something just felt 'off' to me. No truck passed but the light was gone, no actual sounds of other traffic of any kind and open fields on both sides of the highway and no train or even train tracks so I said to the others, "did anyone see what that was?", and I looked and everyone was sound asleep but I'd swear some were still talking when I first noticed that light behind us. At that point I'm confused but figure I'll just get back on the road and get home, very next exit is where I need to get off and I take it and pull into the in-laws driveway and park; everyone starts waking up and shuffling inside and my wife says "it's late so let's stay here, grab a couch", I make sure the van is empty and locked, I lock up the house and head for the couch but stop for a glass of water and looking at the clock it shows 2:17 am!?! Somehow I made an almost 3-1/2 hr drive that I've never driven before and without proper directions and also in a misty light rain in less than half the time using only a single exit when there should have been at least three major turn off roads to get between the places we were at and going to and it should have taken me even longer than usual since the rain was slowing my travel too. Nobody else remembers the time we got home as they just went back to sleep, each one said they felt really exhausted and after lots of questions (which they all thought was funny and weird I was even asking) all anyone remembers is getting into the van for the ride home, a couple remember talking a bit as we drove and then not a single memory beyond being at the house and going back to sleep there. Nobody else saw a bright light, nobody else felt that odd rumble of the van as I sat on the side of the highway, not a single memory of the time at all besides approximate times when we left New York to head back to PA, all who could remember times said that it was definitely just before or just after 1am depending on who was asked. All I know is the ride should have gotten us back at about 4 am at the earliest and I have no explanation at all for the light speeding (and I mean the bright light came out of nowhere behind me, super bright and speeding really fast) up to us and then disappearing and all without sight or sound of any other vehicle but somehow causing enough vibration/shock to the area that the entire van was rocking like I was parked directly next to a train passing. So ... does anyone think I passed through a worm hole, or more accurately a worm hole passed the area and carried us with it for a bit before expelling us near our actual exit and all of that by chance that we got 'dropped' at the exact exit I needed to get off at and also within less than half the normal travel time between two points? I checked the fuel on the van and mileage, back then we used to write down mileage when we filled up on long trips to see what mileage we were getting compared to local driving, the fuel and mileage both showed only about 1/4 to 1/2 of what was written beginning the trip there, i didn't keep the actual notes but at the time I figured with a little driving in that area before going to the party would use some fuel and add some mileage of course and we topped-off the fuel again before getting to the party around the corner so was full as soon as I drove home from the party, I also didn't need to stop at all for gas on the way home but again, the next day upon checking the van it was at just under 3/4 of a tank of fuel left. Besides a worm hole theory of just moving us through time/space, I sometimes also think of the possibility that what if there is a dimension/reality/time line/etc where there's was some horrible accident that happened involving me/us/one of us so 'we were shifted' to allow our survival for whatever reason??🤔🤯 Just weird🤔✌🏻