Mandela Effect--this is not funny anymore, (personal experience)

Am in SLC for work. My 2nd day here and need some beers. I don't know the area very well and the traffic is insane. Drove a few blocks to a gas station to see if they sold alcohol. Thought, "Oh this is close enough to walk next time. Good."

But then was thinking I'd do that only if they put alcohol in black plastic bags. There are Mormons circling around the apartments here and I don't want to be THAT guy who says, "I'd like to listen to you, but I'd rather be drunk right now."

You know, I'm just trying to be tactful in a place that's strange to me.

Black plastic bag. Cool. I won't feel like I'm brandishing my rebellious habits as I walk to and fro now. Put it in the back of the truck.

Get back to the apartment. White/ transparent-y plastic bag that shows off the contents.

I was stunned. I am just flummoxed. This just happened, right now, all about in the last 10 minutes.

There is no mistaking this. It's all still fresh and tangible in my mind. HOW???

This wasn't something like, "Didn't that sign used to say...?" or "Wasn't that house a different color...?"

This was something I was actively thinking about and paying attention to as it happened. This is just beyond weird.

a reply to: NarcolepticBuddha

You need to go find out if they even use the black bags now. I suggest you get a backpack btw to carry private stuff.

a reply to: SeaWorthy

They do use them

I saw them use it!

Ugh.

Edit: The disgust is not with your post, but with the fact that even if I go back to investigate...well you know how it goes. Something has already changed, and everything else will reflect that change.

a reply to: NarcolepticBuddha

If the bag was white when you got home then it was white when you put it in the truck. Your only problem is accepting that you made that error thinking it was black.

Now I'll tell you ten hundred stories everyone has about where they left their keys and wallet.

a reply to: NarcolepticBuddha

I think I would be compelled to go back to the store.

I mean just to make sure I wasn't mistaken. I realize you believe that you aren't.

Truly odd.

a reply to: TNMockingbird

No problem. Going back right now.

I forgot some snacks anyway

originally posted by: NarcolepticBuddha
But then was thinking I'd do that only if they put alcohol in black plastic bags.

Black plastic bag.


Get back to the apartment. White/ transparent-y plastic bag that shows off the contents.

HOW???

One of three things:
1) The entire universe contorted and changed in order to confuse you about your bag choice
2) wizards..ninja wizard Mormon watchmen that de-black bags
or
3) Your desire initially warped your perspective for a bit and your wishing became "they put it in a black bag", and simply forgot it was a white bag.

Which one is more likely then, faulty memory, or the conspiratorial universe. btw, mandela effect is meant to be a global phenomona that supposedly happened years ago (say, 2012ish). Not some greek trixter god is flipping switches all day and night for the lulz of individuals

a reply to: SaturnFX

Ahh true. Wrong use of the nomenclature, sorry. This was a local NB Effect.

a reply to: NarcolepticBuddha

Okay seriously take a photo of the black bag with your phone this time.

Really, the minute they put beers in it.

I guess you'll have to buy more beers to get a black bag?

originally posted by: TNMockingbird
a reply to: NarcolepticBuddha

I guess you'll have to buy more beers to get a black bag?

If that's what it takes..

Another white bag.

Didn't even snap. Sheesh.

I am not giving up. Will ask them tomorrow if they have black bags for alcohol.

But it don't prove or point toward anything to do with my claim. I lose!

Although through all the ATS postings about the ME. I have thought maybe there is a ME? But still after many that have explained things like memory misplaced and such I still am on the fence about this whole phenomenon.

I do however enjoy the postings and case study of this.

This is really strange. I don't disbelieve you. I've had some strange things myself happen. Not relating to the ME in the way that Saturn said, but like in my life that even family members don't experience. I know the feeling when you say something and they're all like, "No, it has always been this way." or whatever. Then I just shut up so I don't sound like I'm a crazy lady, meanwhile feeling all off kilter from the incident.

a reply to: intrptr

I keep going back to your post.

Amazing still even if my mind tricked me into seeing the black version.

"Your eyes can deceive you, don't trust them."--Obi Wan Kenobi.

I think the adjustment bureau stepped in

originally posted by: syrinx high priest
I think the adjustment bureau stepped in

It appears that way.

Anyway, I still stand by what I think I saw. Most should know by now I'm not here to prank ATS or fuel fires and beat dead horses.

Just another one of those things that can soon find its way into the ATS Hall of Shame

a reply to: UnBreakable
Yes, and your post is so one-of-a-kind too!

originally posted by: UnBreakable

strange, I remember this meme had the words 'OH JOY' instead if 'OH BOY' .

this is getting serious.

I actually have a somewhat similar story.

Two friends of mine and I made a late night subway run several years back. We all got footling subs, but they were all different. The SANDWICH ARTIST out mine in its own bag, and handed it to me prior to finishing either of my friends sandwiches. He then put those sandwiches in a bag together.

So, my sandwich by itself and my two friends together.

The bag literally never left my hand except for a few seconds when I paid, but their sandwiches were still being made.

When we got home, I pulled my sandwich out of the bag, except it wasn't what I had ordered. It was what one of my friends had ordered. Mine was in the bag with the other sandwich.

EXPLAIN THAT