Hypertense Dreams
posted in Frenzied Daddy |I had a dream last week; I was back working at Hot Off The Press. I was sitting in a small office with glass walls, doing some coding for another client. And the CIO was running some sort of packet sniffer or keylogger, because he came over to my desk and we had a long chat about my responsibilities.
Last night I had a dream that I was waiting tables for Red Robin again, after a long vacation. I only had two tables, though; one was a very quiet young lady who didn’t need a lot of help; but she did use up all the chocolate syrup in the restaurant. The other was a very demanding couple- who needed everything from more garlic cheese bread, to knowing what sort of well scotch we used in the bar. And there was normal cleanup stuff to do- someone had been smoking in my section and the big glass ashtrays needed to be washed.
Some odd dreams, hmm? Wonder what could be prompting them.
