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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Night Shift Terrors

Last night I had a nightmare. No zombies, spiders, or other creepy shit like J.R. has in her nightmares. Nope not in mine. Mine always seem to be about me waking up late or being late to work, except this time there was a twist. In my dream I was four hours late for work. I start to drive to work and no one will get out of my way. I'm almost to work and I look at my watch and it says it's 7:30 pm, which is close to lunch time at work. So I decide to get something to eat before I get to work. I start to head towards a gas station ( yes, I will eat food from gas stations), when I realize that the gas station in front of me was torn down a few years ago. At this point I become aware that this is all just a dream.

So, I wake up and start to get dressed for work, completely relieved that I'm not late for work. Then I hear something that draws my attention ...Here's the twist... and wakes me up! What the hell?!? It's actually 11:34 in the morning. It was all just another dream. As if nightmares about work aren't bad enough, I wake up and get ready for twice in one day is fucking irritating. I think that should constitute an automatic day off of work. I guess it could be worse. I could have actually made it to work and worked half way though my shift before I woke up. Wait, I think I had that dream last weekend.

greasemonkey1320 at 5:12 AM

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at 10:58 AM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

Just be glad you didn't dream of Carol Channing's labia.

 
at 4:01 AM Blogger greasemonkey1320 said...

I keep having this other reocurring dream where I smoke pot then freak out cause I won't be able to pass the drug tests at work. I hate that dream even more than the being late one. It always wakes me up in a panic and it usually takes a minute or two before I snap out of it and realize that I was dreaming.

 
at 8:42 AM Blogger Unknown said...

I have this recurring dream that I'm awake and working and stuff, then I nod off at work and realize, DAMN! I *was* awake!

 
at 8:05 PM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

I have this recurring nightmare of sumo ballerinas with extreme intestinal difficulties.

But then, doesn't everyone?

 

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