A.F. Dream

Last night, Laurie B. made an appearance in an otherwise boring work dream I
was having. I remember hugging her tightly and telling her how much I loved
the May Allure she brought up to me (which she did, in real life).
I normally don't like having work dreams because I wake up tired. One night,
when I was waiting tables, I had a dream that I was waiting tables all night
long and that my restaurant had also expanded into a post office. When I woke
up, my legs actually hurt from all the "activity." Interesting things your
mind can do to your body if it believes it actually happened.
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On 18 Jul 2003 14:38:24 GMT, while driving the porcelain bus,
pagangr...@aol.com (PaganGrrl9) wailed loudly and vomited the words:
when i worked at the Spaghetti Warehouse (i called it the Spaghetti
Whorehouse) in San Antonio, i had a dream one night that i was the
only one at work and that i had four tables. one in the front, one
way in the back in a special room reserved for large parties, one in
the smoking section, and one at the back of the non–smoking section
(IOW, one at each corner of the restaurant).
when i worked for HEB (grocery store), i had dreams that i was
checking out groceries (i was a checker).
one night, when i was about 19, i had a dream that i was running
across the rooftop of a house, and i jumped to the ground and kept
running. there was a guy that i knew from jr high under the eaves,
and he ran out, grabbed ahold of me and threw me to the ground. i got
up and tried to run again, but he did the same thing. so when i got
up the second time, i punched the crap out of him. it was at that
point that i awoke, because IRL i'd punched my wall and my knuckles
were bleeding.
david
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when i was a waiter, i hated my waiter dreams! the worst was when the kitchen
was on one side of central park and the tables were on the other, so you had to
ride the crosstown bus carrying your tray. i was exhausted!