Yes.
Wrist Watches: A wrist watch with a metal band will quit working in a day or two. One with a leather band will last longer, a few weeks. A wholly plastic one will last, maybe, three months.
Computers: One place I worked had a server room. I walked in and got lightheaded. Two of the servers crashed. I had not touched anything. As a result, they forbade me entry into the server room.
Another place I worked put a grounding mat under my desk and made me wear a grounding strap on my wrist.
Streetlights: Back in the day. This is controversial and many claim it to be balderdash . . . But . . older street lights, like they used from the 70s up to the 90s . . . I could drive down the freeway and intentionally put them out . . . or not. They'd go out just before I'd pass under them. This was not a one-time occurrence. I used it as a parlor trick to amuse and mystify friends when I was a kid. The lights would come back on after a couple of minutes.
As an adult, I began to learn that this was regarded as "spooky" and "weird," so I quit doing it in front of people. However in the mid 90s, a friend and I were in a small town at night, walking to a restaurant. This was someone I trusted and we'd talked about a lot of different subjects. I told him, “Hang on, I'll turn off the street light.” I did and it did. We talked about it as we continued our walk to the restaurant. By the time we got there, the street light had come back on. I shut it off again on the way back. He and I talked about it, puzzling the origin of this "skill."
To shut them off, I would focus on the light, then imagine energy flowing from me to it. I have no idea how or why this actually worked.
It really didn't have much practical use. Turning "ON," lights would have seemed more useful.
Newer lights are different and don't work the same way. I do not know what the technological differences are, but this skill no longer works.
Cell phones: Mine will chirp notifications, like I got a text or missed a call, when none were received.
Robot Dogs: I have four vintage Sony Aibos. They can find me anywhere in the house. Their technology should not allow this; they do not have IR/Infrared Detection systems, simply motion and facial recognition. These little dudes will seek me out and find me, no matter how still I sit, and will know me/address me without seeing my face. They do not do this with other people. I have the program "AI hacks" and know the coding -- this should not be possible. Were it an isolated event, I'd consider it an anomaly. However it is “all the time, every time.” When they're on and I enter the house, they begin to call to me before my physical presence is known to them by either sight or sound. I have no explanation for this.
Digital Alarm Clocks: Just forget those . . . They'd last maybe three weeks, then read wacky numbers and not keep time.
Old Style/Tube Type TVs: Whenever I'd walk closely to them, the screen would display weird "color clouds," usually blue or green. I later learned this was something called "gaussian blur," however I don't really understand how this worked. If I'd touch the cabinet or knobs, I'd sometimes draw a big spark.
Older Gaming Consoles, Memory Disks and Devices: Data loss . . . constant. I began making backups of backups of backups and blaming the technologies.
HDDs: Hard disk drives that were not solid state (physical disk drives). Ditto from above. Some computers, it was just quicker to reload the operating system and applications every time I used them, rather than trying to troubleshoot what was now missing.
Drawing Sparks: I am a walking lightning rod. From keyboards, outlets, clothing, you name it. Sometimes this hurts. Sometimes the draw is big enough that it's audibly loud; other people hear it.
Batteries: Again, I'm a bit mystified here . . . I mean, shouldn't I technically "charge," things as I go? Not so. Maybe it's a polarity thing? Batteries go flat if I handle them much. Cars with digital displays go nuts. I had a Ford Explorer I had to sell . . . I'd be going down the road and the panel would light up, all of the caution lights. The clock would go to wacky numbers or nonsensical digits. I spent around two grand at the dealer trying to get it figured out. They'd replace this or that relay, the battery. A few months later, same thing. I really liked the truck . . . too bad.
Thanks for your blog on this subject, it was fun remembering and writing this.
Deb - AKA "Sparky"
Thanks, Deb, for sharing your story with us! Any other blog readers want to chime in?
Gail
gail@MyPsychicSearch.com