I think it's safe to say that we all own something unique, that most people don't have. The things that exist in our home can be wildly different from the average person, and that's one of the things that makes our home special. Here are a few examples of the strange and wonderful things found in peoples' homes.
u/Shiny_Manetric asked: What's something in your room right now that most people probably don't have in theirs?
Good to know.
An uncut currency sheet. It is 50 1 dollar bills that were never cut when the came out of the US Mint.
Edit: If you have an uncut currency sheet you can cut it up and use it, so it's not just a cool thing you can put in a frame.
A working iPod from 2004.
Still have mine. It's the U2 special edition. I believe it still works.
I got a autograph from Chef Anthony Bourdain.
Now that's cool.Giphy
A have a custom made wand from the Harry Potter Universe. I worked on the Fantastic Beasts 2 film (part of the Harry Potter Universe) and was gifted it by the director and producer. It has my name on it too.
Edit: for those requesting pictures and non believers - https://imgur.com/a/eFjmkm9
I'd join that cult.
A goat skull.
Ayyy. Someone else said they have a raven skull! You can start a cult together!
A lot of weird words in there.
A dictionary from 1899.
I would want to know if it has the word 'computer' in it, referring to a person rather than a machine. This used to be a job that people good in math would do, often working in teams so they could divide the tedious work up and then check it out afterwards to see if all teams came up with the same results.
I have a large storage container filled to the top with McDonald's toys. Before my grandfather passed away he would go and get a coffee every morning and would get me a toy from there when he got a coffee. I've kept them ever since. I can bring myself to part with them. I have full collections of the Monsters Inc toys, the Lilo and Stitch toys, Winnie the Pooh, Beanie Babies, etc. 90's and early 2000's toys. That man was a saint, and my hero.
*Edit 1: I said can bring, I meant to say can't bring myself to part with them, sorry about that
*Edit 2: thank you for the awards, and the wholesome comments
*Edit 3: picture links, Pictures for everyone who's asked
Not creepy at all.
I have a glass milk container filled with the heads of action figures.
I'm going to go with 2 unicorn tapestries given to me by my dad for when I moved out. One of them is also one he himself still has in the attic. Before anyone assumes, my dad is still living, and no idea where his is at.
A strange collection.
A metal fire exit sign from a defunct RAF base in the UK. It was in a pile of rubble from where the buildings were in the process of being demolished. I took it home, cleaned it up and put some lights in it. I also have a collection of various animal skulls.
This is very interesting; I have a small bag which my grandfather used to carry while going for fishing in the river, he used to catch a lot of fish, after his death I took this bag and kept it with me. Any time I go fishing, I carry it too, am always shocked with the number of fish I get daily, it's amazing.
Snake that is pink and white. Yes it is a reptile, no it is not a human extremity, and yes he and or she is a genderly confused danger noodle that has befriended the cat.
That's pretty neat.
I grew up with a full sized cast-iron carousel horse in the corner of my childhood bedroom. It was a gift from my dad to my mom for their wedding (she loves carousel horses) and the room it was in became my bedroom when I was born. It's still there, it's been at least 24 years.
We've always wanted to paint it, just never had the proper tools to do it. Some day!
Schools are breeding grounds for stories.
That many teenagers in a building is a recipe for disaster. Or at least a good story.
Though not all those stories are good--sometimes they are deeply, deeply weird.
Here were some of those stories.
A Horse Is Definitely More Distracting
In order to protest the dress code, which the administration said was to promote "professionalism," a girl wore a horse costume to school everyday. The costume met the rules of the dress code, so principals could not do anything about it. Teachers loved it.
There Was An Entire Mythos With This Kid
There was a kid named Oo Reh in my school he claimed to be the god of the galaxy. He said he would summon the white tiger to kill me. Oo Reh told me that his form that I knew him as was not his real body and that his real body was in a fire proof crystal in the center of the sun. Oo Reh said that he had a weapon called the master ball that could control electricity, later on he claimed that I stole the master ball and it's powers. There are dozens of other things I could talk about too he was one hell of a god I'll say.
There was a quiet and kind of odd girl at our school, usually wore her hair in pigtail braids. A friend of mine took her to prom. I met her once or twice and thought her interactions seemed a little forced, but just thought she was a normal teen that was trying a little too hard.
Found out a year or two after she graduated that she was actually a 30 something year old woman who faked being a teenager and had apparently done this before in other towns. Even after she was caught and arrested for fraud, she swore up and down that everyone was wrong and she was really a teenager. I'm still not sure if she really believes it or if she was just a scam artist. Either way, that poor woman had a lot of problems.
WWE High School Edition
I think I was in 9th grade. Two senior girls got into a fight into the cafeteria over a boy. One girl dumped chocolate milk on the other girls hair. A fight ensued. Screaming, cussing, clawing eyeballs the whole nine yards. The principal got involved to break it up. And the bigger of the two girls just full on falcon punches him in the balls and drops him to the ground. The girl then climbs on the lunch table and proceeds to elbow drop the principal as he was laying on the floor in pain.
Beef Jerky Bandit
My school's pretty normal but once someone put a pack of beef jerky on top of some of the lockers and every time the staff removed it a new one would appear in its place. This went on for a few weeks until it stopped and we never found the culprit. Nevertheless, the mighty beef jerky lives on in our memories.
Boycott For Your Nerves
Not my school, but a school in the local area. One grade had a bunch of rowdy kids so they split up the lunches so that they weren't all in the cafeteria together. When the kids heard this, they were heartbroken so they decided that they were going to strike the school food. They signed this huge petition and everybody stopped buying lunch from the school. A ton of food went to waste and the administration was not happy...
Vaseline On Hot Dogs?
Our senior prank was supposed to happen at 6 am when the janitors clock in. We were gonna go through the halls and take all the desks out of classrooms and put them in the hallways.
Last minute people decided to break into the school at 2am and they tripped the silent burglar alarm. Not to mention people were urinating in the halls, smoking weed in the band room, and rubbing vaseline and hot dogs on lockers.
The cops came. 64 people were arrested. It was a good time.
2011 my high school bio teacher had a pet snake in a glass cage in her class room. One day she found that the snake had somehow gotten out the night before. The school had to be closed for two days so animal control could find it. They could not find it and concluded that it must have left the school and gone into the wild.
Flash forward to the Summer of 2017. The school was putting a door between two office and they begin to notice a foul stench in the wall. They take apart the wall and find a snake that had just started to rot after it died getting stuck in the pipes. It was confirmed to be the bio teachers snake. It never left it just lived in the walls.
One of my classmates named Frank had a presentation on physics class. He needed an egg. He brought one with him, but threw it at someone before the class. One of my other classmates, Max, said "I'll borrow you mine!". At first I thought it was a sexual joke, but then he reached to his bag only to take out an egg with a face drew on it. He said "But be careful, this is my son Leonardo." and gave it to Frank.
Sooty Soot Soot
A kid stuffed his uniform sweater in the tailpipe of a delivery truck. The driver made it to the highway when he noticed something was smoking. When he pulled over and unwedged the burnt, mangled, sweater from the tailpipe he noticed the tag which not only had the name of the school, but also the name of the kid to whom the sweater belonged. Kid got expelled. This was in 4th grade I think.
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Have you ever experienced a "glitch in the Matrix"? You know, those instances where your whole world suddenly becomes unfamiliar, and the unexplainable occurs before returning to normal? It's beyond the blue pill and the red pill- this sh*t happens in real life too. Here are some of the craziest glitches.
u/C00LRTH4nU asked: What is the creepiest glitch you've experienced In real life?
Maybe it was a prank?
Was taking the train home one afternoon and an old man was sitting a row ahead of me. He turned around and asked for directions to the hospital, and I told him which stop to get off at. Eventually, his stop arrives and he gets up to leave, but before he exits he turned and said "thank you, I'll see you later." I said "yeah no problem," and again he said "I'll see you later" and he looked me right in the eye. I said "sure, see ya" and he got off the train and hobbled away with his cane. Thought it was a little weird he was adamant about seeing me around but whatever.
Freaky thing is, when I got off the train and to the bus station, about five minutes after boarding my bus I hear a voice that sounds like the old man. I looked out the bus window and sure enough, he was there at the bus station--same clothes, hat, and cane. I know it was the same guy, but with his walking speed and the available bus/train routes at the time I have zero clue how he got to the bus station right when I did. There are no buses near the hospital that go to that bus station, and my train was the only train that had just arrived at the bus station.
This is actually kinda sweet.
I had a dream about a coworker. She loved dogs and would always ask me to share pictures of my GSD and Labrador whenever we'd talk at work. In the dream she was on a couch crying. My Labrador is a very emotional connected dog. She goes to anyone she thinks is sad, which is exactly what she did in the dream. My coworker looked at me and said, "thank you for sharing her, I feel better about all of this now".
I found out at work the next day that my coworker had tripped at the top of her stairs and died that night. The dream still freaks me out when I think about it. It was so vivid and clear.
In 2010 I was working for a transportation company as a dispatcher and I walked out to go home one afternoon and my foot went through the paved parking lot. After I took another step I looked all over and it was all solid - it was a weird random thing but I'll never forget it.
While this may not seem creepy, I can tell you the experience most definitely was creepy.
This happened when I was 8 and working in the yard with my mom. My mother and I were doing the spring planting in the flower beds around the house. I went inside for a pee break and on my way to the bathroom I had to walk through the living room.
I entered the LR through the kitchen. Looked up and on the other side of the LR, I saw sitting on the couch none other than my sister. She was wearing her school uniform and was looking towards me, but not at me. Never said a word. Nothing really unusual, right?
What makes this a glitch? My sister was hundreds of miles away at boarding school. Not helping us plant flowers and certainly not sitting at the edge of the couch giving me a blank stare.
My little 8 year old self reversed course and locked himself in the half bath until he regained the courage to go back through the house and finish planting hostas.
I mean, it's a great movie.Giphy
Every time I just randomly think about the movie Groundhog Day I see it everywhere, people mention it to me, it's on the TV, radio, I can't escape it.
The last night we were there, we were just watching TV in out hotel room when an episode of (I think) Supernatural came on where that song precedes bad things happening. We were all a bit stoned so it freaked us out.
We were freaked out again when we heard it on the drive home.
When I was a little kid, like around 6-7, my family got a pet hamster/gerbil/whatever. I remember the first day we got him I played with him, went upstairs for bed, fell asleep, woke up, came back downstairs, and he was dead.
I was really sad that the pet we had just gotten was dead, and my parents informed me we had him for a year before he died. I literally have no recollection of that entire year. I just get a hamster, fall asleep, miss a year of my life, wake up, hamsters dead. It's trippy thinking about it now.
One night my dad was tucking me in when I was 8 years old. He said goodnight and I replied "goodbye." He asked me why I said by and we laughed it off, it was just an accident. The next morning my brother found him passed in the living room. He had a heart attack in the middle of the night at the age of 48.
Had a bonfire at a family member's home. They put a sheet of metal on a concrete slab, then built the bonfire on top. No one thought about what happens when you make a hot spot in the middle of a frozen concrete slab. The concrete expands with no where to go, so it literally explodes.
I was the closest to the fire. When it exploded, I had enough time to check where the debris was going to see that I wasn't going to be hit. Look over at my mother and think, "I should move anyway so she doesn't freak out". So then I calmly stood up and backed away from the fire while laying down the chair I was sitting in (so it would fit between my legs while I stepped backwards).
At least that's what I thought. My cousin came up to me after and said he'd never seen anyone move as fast as I did.
That's really rough.
When my mom called to tell me that my grandpa died, I thought she said "papa died" and papa is the nickname for my dad. I was crying uncontrollably and when I finally figured out it was grandpa I was too embarrassed to admit that I thought it was my dad. I called him later and told him and he just laughed.
Anyway fast forward three weeks and my dad dies too. Part of me thinks mishearing her was the universe preparing me to lose him.
It was weird because it was like I lost him twice and I'm still kind of waiting for someone to tell me it was all a mistake and it was actually someone else.
Edit: I feel kind of bad because I've barely thought about Grandpa since my dad died. My grandma has it the worst because she lost a husband and a son in the same month.
Sleeping can be scary.
Sometimes when I dream, and I wake up, I "wake up". I know it's a dream. I just know it's a dream. But I can't "wake up". And the harder I try to wake up, or the more I realize I have to wake up, the scarier it gets, even though nothing really changes. It feels like a darkness enveloping you as you try and wake up from your fake room.
How do I know it's a fake room? Just some weird details. Like how my wall looks a little TOO white. Or the christmas tree's lights are on when they're supposed to be off (don't ask why I have one in my room and not the living room lol).
So then I go through like maybe 1-2 minutes of intense waking up, falling back asleep. Trying to open my eyes, but then falling back asleep right after. As I said, the rooms are similar but not too similar, so I can just about tell when I'm in the real world and when I'm dreaming.
Or perhaps both rooms are fake, and when I finally wake up, it's the real me in the real world. I dunno. Those are the scariest of dreams, even though they last for a few minutes tops because that's right before I'm about to wake up.
Listen to your dreams.Giphy
I was on holiday with family and had an intense dream about our home being broken into. When we got home the place was trashed just like I dreamt, my parents remember me telling them about the dream when I woke up too so I didn't imagine it.
Not a self-fulfilling prophecy.
My mom and I have had dreams MULTIPLE times about people dying or things happening and then they did. The most notable ones off the top of my head are when she told me she had a dream my former boss, who was also a family friend, died, and then he did 3 days later; and the time I had a dream that myself and two of my employees were driving somewhere together and the three of us got in a car crash. I texted them telling them to drive safely because I'd had that dream, and the next day the two of them were driving somewhere together and got in a car crash. It wasn't their fault either, so it's not like it was a self-fulfilling prophecy or anything.
Tragic but hopeful.
I don't know if I would even call this a glitch because I'm sure it can be explained by my brain just making this up, but I don't believe that that's what it was.
My childhood best friend died tragically and unexpectedly in the summer of 2018. When I say childhood best friend, this guy was more like my twin. We were 9 days apart and close literally since the day he was born. We grew up together, learned to walk together, were each other's first kiss at 4 years old, etc. We were close until the day he died, and he was very literally like my twin brother (we are both only children).
I believe in God and Heaven and in the concept of an afterlife, reincarnation, etc., and I've seen lots of signs from him since he passed, like me saying "give me a sign you're here" and a plane flew over my head (he was a pilot and that's how he died), and then me following it up by saying "that was just a coincidence" and ANOTHER plane flew over immediately. Another time, at Disneyland, we were in line for Thunder Mountain and a little bird was following us, hopping around the rafters. I made a comment like "it must be [friend]", at which point the bird landed on my head (I have witnesses for that one).
But the biggest thing was a dream I had. It was maybe two months after he died, and in the dream he and I and a bunch of other random people were at a party at my aunt's old house in Phoenix (me and the friend have never lived in Phoenix so idk why that's where we were in the dream). But in the dream, I knew he was dead, and I was crying and hugging him and saying "how are you here? How are you here?" And he just hugged me and said "it doesn't matter how I'm here, I can't tell you about it, but I'm here" and he was happy and healthy and okay. It's making me cry just typing it. Like I said, not exactly a glitch but everything that I've experienced when loved ones have died, especially everything with him, solidifies in my mind beyond a shadow of a doubt that this life isn't it.
A psychic movie.Giphy
This happened last year, during December I think? I was at school, watching a movie about the quantum immortality theory and stuff. I'm a big fan of PieMations, been following him ever since 2015. Let's go straight to the point
I wasn't really paying attention to the movie, so I just took out a few sheet of papers and started sketching. Mike (Piemations) has this one little character named pretzel. He's some kind of weird gryphon/bird? I don't know, it's pretty weird. I really like him so I said to myself "Hey, since I have nothing else to do, why not draw this old man a gift?" I started sketching. Came up with the idea of Pretzel holding a pepsi bottle, for the memes.
So, as soon as I finished sketching, I moved my chair back a little and took a look at my drawing. Then, I hear something coming out of the school's speakers; "A bag of pretzels and a bottle of pepsi, huh?" I was shook. My heart skipped a beat for a moment, I really lost notion of what happened at the moment I was so confused, so impressed, practically speechless.
School is now over and the thought of how coincidental life can be at times is still spinning in my head.
TLDR: Decided to draw during a movie, the movie "guessed" what I was drawing.
Talk about foreshadowing.
About 2 weeks before my best friend's grandmother passed away, her name (Which wasn't super common) and age had been in the death notices in the news paper. The day it came out, obviously everyone called concerned, but she was alive and well, needless to say, weeks later when she actually did pass away, everyone felt like it was some sort of weird warning.
Let's be real--the USA is a weird place.
If you live here, you know. It's like 50 small countries all tied together by a loose governmental structure. That in and of itself is already weird.
But there's so much more to the story that even Americans really don't grasp. Those who have come in from out of the country have an entirely new perspective.
Here were some of those answers.
Not The Telly You'd Like
How your medical ads show an old guy living life well because of X-drug. He has the best time, the wife is having the best time and it's all because of the drug making things better.
The end of the ad is full of warnings about how this happy drug can potentially kill you and your family, nuke your dog and make cats impotent.
Recap the cliff-hanger episode of life in Alaska before another ad break.
I went to Seaworld with my mum when I was in my mid teens. Halfway through the show, the performer (Not the whale) asked everybody in the military to stand up and the whole crowd gave them a round of applause. They sat back down and the show continued as if nothing had happened. Couldn't imagine anything similar happening back in Blighty.
When we were flying between cities, I found it weird to look out of the side of the plane and see towns mid-flight. In Australia, once you leave the city's airspace the landscape is completely barren until you arrive at your destination.
Wholesome Holiday Content
Now that Thanksgiving and Christmas is over:
The weirdest thing is that Americans will ask what you are doing for thanksgiving. Are you going to your family etc... When you say no. They invite you to their home.
(I was a student, My family was thousands of miles away, and I'm happy that the local Cracker Barrel is open and looking forward to a meal there)
My Professor did that. Invited me to his home. I had a good time, but it was strange. I'm meeting his uncles and aunts. and one little girl threw a tantrum, I had to take her to calm her down etc...
It was weird. But also wonderful. In my country things like this would never happen. You don't bring a stranger to a family event.
But I'm thankful things like this happen here.
American that just traveled overseas. I went to a great bookstore in Edinburgh and the cashier asked if I wanted to sign up for a rewards membership. This led to a conversation about how their CEO or something just took over Barnes and Noble in the States. I stated the closest B&N to me is an hour away, and the other cashier jumped in, saying how easy it is to forget how far apart things are in the States. He was just kind of baffled and said it often blows his mind. I moved 13 hours away from my hometown and I still manage to be in the same country, which seems like a foreign concept for most Europeans. When, in reality, I could have moved even further away and still been in the US.
Too Much Of All
Everything in America is huge. I don't just mean the people or portion sizes, because we all know about that- but the roads, the buildings, the ceilings, the space between everything... America is gigantic. It just feels larger than it does here. I'm Australian but I've been to Asia and size-wise it's similar to Australia, and I've seen Europeans say the same about America. Everything is bigger.
Free refills. Went to a restaurant with my dad (both German) and all of a sudden the waiter took away my drink with another perfectly good sipp in it and I must have looked pretty shocked. It was only then when my dad explained to me that you guys have free refills.
All Around Largely Different
For me as British bloke who only travelled for 6 weeks in the US:
Your public transport is largely poor but everything is built for cars and your cars are big.
You advertise not businesses but personalities a lot. So it's not that KGH Estate Agents will well your property but MARY HUGHTON WILL PERSONALLY SELL YOUR HOUSE (with a big picture of her face).
Random people will talk to you. I'm a Londoner so it is different up north in the UK but especially when I got to the southern states people were so happy to talk to random strangers.
You guys actually sit at the bar in bars. When we go to a pub/bar, we'll go with friends and rarely interact outside of that group really. You guys jump up at that bar and just start chatting.
Where homelessness is visible it's bloody awful. San Francisco was horrible for this, me and my (now) wife ended up making a load of extra spag bowl to give to the homeless people outside our hostel because it was shocking to us.
If I think of anymore I'll add them but it's Christmas Day and I should probably talk to my family.
Different Social Cues
Canadian here, I was blown away by how weirdly social people are with strangers. Like some random guy I've never seen before just starts telling me his life story on the street. He is super normal, and doesn't seem crazy, just wants to talk to me for some reason. But then also, the dude at Wendy's is loudly threatening some 16 year old cashier in front of like 45 people. I got the impression the Wendy's guy was uncool, but the other guy seemed normal, and where I live I generally assume that a stranger talking to me for no reason is either crazy or high.
Making New Friends
I lived for a long time in different places around the world, and something that I really missed when moving to a new town was the lack of a US-style bar where it was easy for a stranger to meet people. Outside of the US, it is rare to find a bar where everyone just sits and faces the same direction, whether or not a sporting event was playing on the television. Instead, they have a more 'pub-like' environment, where everyone is sitting in groups at their individual tables.
This makes meeting new people extremely difficult. Think about it, with the "table-style" bar, in order to strike up a conversation with a stranger, you literally have to approach them while they are sitting at their own table with their own friends. It's almost impossible to not look like a total freak! In a proper "Cheers" style bar, you can just say some random phrase to the bartender and if the person sitting next to you wants to talk, they'll just join in on the conversation.
Basically, In non-US bars, if you aren't invited ahead of time by someone, you are damned to sit alone in some corner of the bar.