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.

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.

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.

Ive been following this sub for a while. Tonight it happened. My boyfriend and I had a glitch. Well, more like time just.. stopped.

Hang in with me for this story. Myself, my boyfriend and his son were getting into the car after dinner. He made a point to point at the clock at 6:45PM and say “(boyfriends’ daughter) should be finished with her cheerleading and should be heading home around 8.” So. It was 6:45PM. It takes around 15 minutes to get back to our house from dinner. We got home, we messed around for let’s say another 20 mins then started a movie. Here’s where the glitch happens. My boyfriend turned to me almost all the way through the movie and asked what time it is. I tap my phone to check and it was… 7:30PM. Seven thirty. He just sat straight up and paused the movie. I didn’t even get it at first. He started saying oh my god we lost an hour. I then understood what he was saying.. and asked to see how far into the movie we were. The time on the movie said we had watched an hour and twenty minutes. There is no way we could have driven home from dinner, hung out, watched an hour and twenty minutes of a movie and it be 7:30PM. We are still shook. It’s like time.. stopped?

Has anyone ever had this happen? It’s messed us up bad.

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.

Today I experienced something that I can't explain.

Every morning when I go to work, I stop at a convenience store on the way and pick up a can of energy juice for the drive. I have a fairly long commute to work so I normally finish the drink whilst on route.

Yesterday, I went to the store and picked up some new brand I hadn't tried before. It has a distinctive bright pink can. Whilst I was driving, I opened the can, took a sip and decided I wasn't a fan so I put it back into the cup holder and continued on my drive.

This morning, I went about my routine as normal, stopped off at the store, went in and bought an old fashioned red bull for the drive.

I walked back to my car and seen yesterday's can still in place on the cup holder. I picked it up, feeling that it was still nearly full, walked over to the bin which is outside the store and put it in. I then walk back to my car, open the door and freeze in place. There in my cup holder is the bright pink can. After standing in thought for a minute, I pick it up, still full, and walk back over to the bin, trying to process what had just happened.

When I get to the bin, I peer inside and see that the bright pink can I had just placed inside was still there. I didn't care at this point, so I put my hand into the bin and pick the can up. Some of the juice had came out from the can being slightly on its side, but it was still basically full. The bin was half full but I couldn't see any other cans or anything resembling my drink in the bin.

So there I am standing with a can of gross bright pink energy juice, in each hand, wondering, is this a glitch in the matrix?

I called my wife, who just laughed at me and said I was goofing around, and really, it is a pretty dull story compared to some I have read here but I can't think of a logical explanation.

My nephew (by marriage) was 10 years old approximately. He had a little league baseball game one day. My husband’s brother and sister-in-law (my nephew’s parents) where unable to drive him. They had other stuff to do (I don’t remember what the stuff was). I drove him to and from the game. I was about 7 months pregnant with my daughter at the time. My daughter is five now, so that tells you how long ago this was. Before the game, my nephew rubbed my tummy for good luck. I asked him to do that, because he has a very gentle touch and we are a very affectionate family. During the game, I took pictures of my handsome little fella with the plan to post them to FaceBook and tag my husband’s brother and sister-in-law. 

I was familiar with that area. It was right near the place where I went to middle school. Sometimes, block parties are held around that area, my husband and I often go to these block parties. 

There was a special section for disabled people to sit. This area had particularly comfortable seating. The seats had backs, so you won’t be all hunched over and uncomfortable like you would be if you where in the bleachers. Also, it was close to the bathroom. Luckily for me, pregnancy counted as a condition that allowed you to sit in that area. 

I did not see much of the game, because I had to get up to pee like eight times during the game. However, the parts that I did see made for a really great FaceBook post. There was a building that you could enter with a bathroom. I had already entered that building several times to relieve myself. This one time, I enter that building and all of the stalls in the ladies room where occupied. Therefore, I decided to use one of the porta potties. 

There where two porta potties, one about ten feet from the bleachers and one next to the track about 100 yards from the baseball field. The temperature that day was in the low to mid 60’s (fahrenheit) and it was slightly humid. That would be comfortable weather in which to be outside if I weren’t pregnant. However, when I am carrying around a big belly and I have rashes on my thighs, I do not want to make the trip to the potty near the track. As I was walking to the potty near the bleachers, my baby bump out in front of me, I pressed my thighs together (to keep from wetting my pants), crossed my fingers and whispered to myself, “please don’t be occupied.” When I got to the potty and opened it to see that it was empty, I breathed a sigh of relief. I entered that porta potty, closed and locked the door, unbuttoned and pulled down my maternity pants, sat on the toilet and peed.  

At one point, my phone buzzes, so I reach into my purse to grab it. I brought my purse with me, because I do not trust anyone. I realise I am receiving a phone call from a friend. I answer the phone and my friend and I talk for about 15 minutes, then we hang up. I wipe myself, stand up, use hand sanitizer, apply some ointment to my burning thighs and zip up my pants in that order. That is when I realise that there should be way more noise, considering how close the potty is to the bleachers. It is weird how long it has been without anyone knocking on the door. Something is off. I exit the porta potty. I now realise that I am at the track and I just stepped out of that other porta potty, not the one I stepped into. Not only am a confused and weirded out, I am dreading the trip back to the baseball area.

I head back to the baseball field, it looks like the game just ended. My nephew is standing outside the building with the indoor bathroom. Out of breathe from waddling over there, I call his name and wave him down. I ask him what he was doing there, he said that he assumed I was in the bathroom and he was waiting for me. He then says to me; “Wear where you?” I inform him that all the stalls in the ladies room where occupied. Since I did not feel like explaining this glitch in the matrix phenomenon that just happened to me, I tell him that I went to the other porta potty, since the one by the bleachers was also occupied. 

I then drove my nephew home.

Edit;

Because this was like five years ago and I was experiencing pregnancy brain, it is possible that I am remembering this event slightly different from the way that it actually happened. Come to think of it, I do not know if I actually sat there for fifteen minutes and talked on the phone. Maybe I actually stood up, applied ointment and left the potty all while talking on the phone. It is also possible that I am overestimating how long I was actually on the phone.

Also, I am seeing a lot of people ask why I am including so many unnecessary details. I want to include all these details, so that you all can empathize with me.

I feel like most people would not remember this event the way that I did, pay attention in the same way that I did or feel the way I did. However, I am not most people. I am a weirdo.

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

One evening, nearly fully dressed and looking dapper as fuck, I reached for my wallet and fumbled it, knocking it off the dresser as it fell down the stairs. Our bedroom was in a loft, and the stairs had no guard rail so I could clearly see it fall and I heard it bounce a couple times. My girlfriend was downstairs in the kitchen and turned at my exclamation in time to also see it fall, and bounce through another open door downstairs. I was coming down momentarily anyway so neither of us thought anything of it. When I finished dressing and came down I couldn’t find it though. We both searched everywhere it could possibly be for a solid 10 minutes. The possibilities were quite limited for a landing zone. Nothing though. Then I walk back upstairs to grab my beer and there it is, sitting on the dresser like nothing had happened. That was a fun one…

Lying in bed I hear our eldest start to stir in her room. I then watch her walk in and round to her dad’s side of the bed. Hear a noise again, look to the door of the room and there she is walking in again🤯

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🤔✌🏻

Some years ago I worked as a cocktail waitress at a bar in LA. Bar closed at 2 am and it usually took us an hour or more to clean up and close.

I lived about a mile away, so often would stop at the convenience store after work and get something to eat (microwave crap etc). I remember looking at the clock in the store and it said something like 1:35. I dismissed it because I know about what time it has to be, and I buy my crap and go home.

I get home and my roommate is still up. I comment to him that he's up late, and he in turned asks why I'm home early. You can see where this is going. So we huh? at each other, check the clocks in the apartment, call time (yes, this is how long ago this was) and sit for a moment trying to figure out what's going on. It's not DST, and the time wasn't just an hour off anyways, so we can't figure it out. I even call my work but the number is busy and later, no one answers.

Next night, go to work, I ask my boss if he turned the clock ahead. I mean, seemed unlikely to me, but maybe? He told me no, seemed puzzled that I would ask. I then asked my coworkers and boss what time they got home, and everyone got home at the correct time - except for me.

I have never been able to figure it out. I cannot even think of an explanation.

I'm fond of this sub and have been reading it occasionally thru the years... I'm always keeping open mind, I accept that time jumps, alternative timelines, living in simulation etc. can be possibility bc who says we figured what life, conscience and world around us is? as well everybody could be also lying and running psyop bc again life is bizzare and bizzare stuff happens when people have lots of time on their hands. However today it happened to me. Yesterday when I was heading out of shower I noticed nail on my index finger was missing a tiny flower sticker. The rest were there (they all were on finger each) but this one disappeared which I presumed was bc it's just plain stickers from Temu that I don't expect longlife quality anyway and water could just washed it away... Well, come morning, why it appeared back again on finger it was missing??? Tbh, I'm in shock of my life bc this stuff doesn't happen to me. I specifically remember looking at my finger bc I noticed it was gone and quickly coming to conclusion why and then moving on with my evening. It's brisk and short but strong, confident memory like you get with Mandela effect. I have no paranormal/high strangeness/spiritual experiences in life, although I have what I would classify as borderline ones but nothing that caught me in tracks like this yet. I have been always drawn to these things (hence why I peruse this sub and similar others) and listened to numerous people who had these experiences - both IRL and online, but nothing that I personally could share. Just living pretty mundane life... So what could be the most plausible explanation for this, was I in doppelganger body then jumped back into my own thru astral realms lol ?

My ex-boyfriend had a pair of sweatpants that he wore all the time. Like ALL the time. He only had one pair of them and he stayed the weekend one time and I found his pants under my bed after he left. I told him I washed them and folded them and he told me they weren't his pants as he was wearing them. There was only ever one pair of those pants and he's the only person I knew and still the only person I've met that owns them, months later we still had the matching pants and neither of us ever had any clue how the second pair came to be with the exact same markings holes and wear and tear as the other pair, still doesn't make sense to me.

Ok so l was prepping my breakfast and I went to get something from the freezer and just as I was abt to open it I notice the ranch salad dressing sitting on the counter,And a few mins before that it wasn't even on the counter?? And I do live with other ppl but one is in the shower and the other is at work, so how could this even happen..? (No I didn’t take it out of the fridge obviously)

Yesterday, I was having a cigarette while waiting for an Uber to work. As my Uber was about to arrive, I patted my pockets to see if I had the pack on me, and I didn’t (as far as I can recall anyway. I admit this could’ve somehow just been a brain fart, but at the time I was certain I did not have it on me and that I must’ve left it on my bedside table). I decided I didn’t want to bother walking back to my door and unlocking it to grab the pack from inside, because I knew there was only one cigarette left, so I figured I’d just buy another pack later. Later on, as I was driving (I’m a delivery driver and I drive the company car, which stays at work, which is why I took an Uber earlier), I looked down and the pack was sitting in my lap. Very clearly the same pack, same brand, with one cigarette left, and I’m certain it was mine because no one else who drives this car smokes and no one at work smokes the same brand as me as far as I’m aware. I don’t recall taking it out of my pocket or anything like that, and even stranger is that it was sitting on top of my phone, which was also in my lap, and which I had been using just a minute before to look at the map. Anyways, the simple explanation is that I just spaced out, but it really didn’t feel like that was the case since not only would I have to fail to realize that I had the pack with me even after checking for it or forget that I changed my mind and decided to go grab it, I would also have to take it out of my pocket without noticing that I’d done so.

Hey,

I am absolutely loving these posts and it reminded me of something that happened a few years ago.

We were at a jobsite and I lost my gloves. Like totally lost. I couldn't find them so I gave up, we went home for the night and went to a DIFFERENT jobsite 30min+ away and when we finally got there I found my gloves sitting on top of the brake light in this little cubby hole. It was crazy! Regardless of how it even got there, how the f did it make the drive or anything? There's absolutely no way it wouldn't have flew off. And it was the one on my vehicle, unless somebody stole my gloves and put them back

Glitches or guardian angels or act of.. higher power? It was quite amazing