The moment when normalcy bias wears off.
A situation that deteriorates slowly enough for no one to notice until it’s a fiasco.
When you watch a movie that starts off great, but gradually worsens until you realize, too late, that it sucks, but by then it’s almost over and you feel obligated to finish it anyway.
I was two-thirds of the way through the Matrix trilogy when I realized the whole thing was a frogboiler.
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2 million.