Work and Dream Foo
Feb. 22nd, 2004 08:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
newnumber6Got back from work. Light day, but it's because they cut the delivery into two days. So now, if I want my full pay I have to show up Sunday and Wednesdays. Now, I theoretically could work Wednesdays, but, well, I don't want to. Most of my tests and assignments are on Thursdays, so Wednesday is my all purpose catchup day. Also, I'd have to be there at 11, probably until 1 or so (not counting how long I'd have to wait doing nothing if another slow takes longer; we don't get paid for that time and 11am is not the first delivery of the day like on Sunday where it's at 7am). Also, Wednesday is new comics day and gyro day, and say what you will about me, but when I make a committment to comics and a gyro I keep it! ;)
ANyway, before works, dreams...
One about clones, one about accidental theft.
Okay... lets see... in one of them, I can't remember all the details, but there was some secret in my family that after a certain age, we automatically produced a clone of ourselves with all of ourknowledge. I wasn't reaching this age, but my dad was. Except, for some reason, instead of him producing a clone, I did. So I was wandering around wondering what the hell I was going to do with a clone.
The other dream, I was in a mall shopping, and for some reason I figured i needed to by a hooded sweatshirt, a green one, I saw for $16. I tried it on, and it seemed to fit, so I figured I'd wear it while I went to pay for it. Except, while I was looking for the cash, I accidentally wandered out of the store.. they didn't have any neat divider or an anti-theft protection. I realized my mistake and went back in and looked again, and somehow I wound up in a supermarket that I thought was somehow part of the same store, because again there were no neat dividers between the clothes store and thegrocery story. I didn't know how to get back, so I left the grocery store to go outside, and figured I'd go back in the first store through the front. Someone outside realized what I'd done and he told me that since I was outside, security couldn't touch me for theft and so I could get away scot free with it. But I said, no, I had to go in and pay for it. So I went in, and finally found someone who worked there.
I explained that hey, I accidentally walked out with this and although I intend to pay for it, I'm really sorry. She said it was okay, but called the manager over. The manager said it was okay too, and said it was lucky I brought it back because if I didn't they would have (somehow) charged me $1600 for it because it was stolen. I told them that was just crazy, even though I'd still buy it. Anyway, I took off the sweatshirt so I could carry it to the cash, and the manager told me the price of it was $63. And I said there was no way I was paying that because it was advertised as $16, and if he wanted to charge me that much I'd just leave it there.
That's about where I woke up.
Yeah, not very interesting, but hey... never claimed it was.
ANyway, before works, dreams...
One about clones, one about accidental theft.
Okay... lets see... in one of them, I can't remember all the details, but there was some secret in my family that after a certain age, we automatically produced a clone of ourselves with all of ourknowledge. I wasn't reaching this age, but my dad was. Except, for some reason, instead of him producing a clone, I did. So I was wandering around wondering what the hell I was going to do with a clone.
The other dream, I was in a mall shopping, and for some reason I figured i needed to by a hooded sweatshirt, a green one, I saw for $16. I tried it on, and it seemed to fit, so I figured I'd wear it while I went to pay for it. Except, while I was looking for the cash, I accidentally wandered out of the store.. they didn't have any neat divider or an anti-theft protection. I realized my mistake and went back in and looked again, and somehow I wound up in a supermarket that I thought was somehow part of the same store, because again there were no neat dividers between the clothes store and thegrocery story. I didn't know how to get back, so I left the grocery store to go outside, and figured I'd go back in the first store through the front. Someone outside realized what I'd done and he told me that since I was outside, security couldn't touch me for theft and so I could get away scot free with it. But I said, no, I had to go in and pay for it. So I went in, and finally found someone who worked there.
I explained that hey, I accidentally walked out with this and although I intend to pay for it, I'm really sorry. She said it was okay, but called the manager over. The manager said it was okay too, and said it was lucky I brought it back because if I didn't they would have (somehow) charged me $1600 for it because it was stolen. I told them that was just crazy, even though I'd still buy it. Anyway, I took off the sweatshirt so I could carry it to the cash, and the manager told me the price of it was $63. And I said there was no way I was paying that because it was advertised as $16, and if he wanted to charge me that much I'd just leave it there.
That's about where I woke up.
Yeah, not very interesting, but hey... never claimed it was.
