Act I
I had just relocated and started a job at a new workplace. This lady took an immediate unnatural interest in me to find out more about my past, to the point of trying to seduce me, so I intended to be coy and keep everything secret. She said that lower-level workers like herself usually get an extra paycheck as a bonus [which I think a co-worker at my last job in real life had mentioned] but I was higher up in the food chain [AVP in real life] and I knew that my own year-end bonus would be higher than anything she was used to. She also heard a rumor that I had gotten a $26,000 relocation bonus. I was startled that she knew this, but didn’t react and merely told her “Well you know, when you relocate you incur expnses” but didn’t clearly confirm the number.
Act II
At this same workplace I had been given the assignment to kill someone else. I decided the best way would be to toss these toxic tablets on the floor, and when he touched them death would follow not long after. So I called out and got his attention that I was feeling really sick and dropped these important tablets, could he quickly put them back in the small container for me. Then I waited a few minutes and came back to my horror he was wearing blue latex gloves so as not to be affected by the pills, so I suspected he knew what I was up to although he seemed innocent and unknowing. Then we were suddenly allied when we heard a jingle that said the way we were going to get out of this situation is to pass some gas. [And in real life during the night I was being woken up multiple times with gas and an eventually an unpleasant sit on the toilet, sorry] Suddenly a few people entered the area we were in, and we just held our noses and made a commotion about how we were really stinking up the place [which I was in real life] and promptly left the scene.
Act III
Now it was the point of a view of a woman who was in a hallway and a door opened by itself. Out of curiosity she walked in and immediately encountered a Russian army commander. Next to him was a large portrait of him dressed in his uniform and identifying him as a bigwig. The guy told her she was being chosen for a mission that would result in a small promotion if she were successful. All she had to do was impersonate the voice of the next to her. This lady then started repeating a phrase a couple of times, and then the focus shifted to the first lady. She contorted her face a bit and gave it a try. Then she kept going, contorting her face in ridiculous ways with a smile to improve on the impersonation. With each attempt she improved until she was successful and you couldn’t tell the voices apart.
After this I woke up at 5am and had the foulest #2 ever. Sorry for the TMI. I think it I’m OK it might have been some restaurant food yesterday.
Last night (this morning) I dreamed I won the election for Mayor of St. Louis. I don’t live in St. Louis, but that was okay, I live in the next county over. I had to give a speech to the crowd that didn’t trust me because I’m not a resident, so I put on a dress shirt and sport jacket over the towel I had wrapped around my waist. That didn’t seem dressy enough, so I put on some pants. Also over the towel. Which then felt uncomfortable, so I took the towel out.
In real life last week I happened to be not far from my ex-workplace so I decided to walk around the walking path at about 4pm. On the way back I saw a claims VP in the parking lot; we had talked a lot in the past and he said he was finally retiring in a couple months so I congratulated him. Plus I also found out they are hiring an actuarial analyst that I never got to have. Anyway…
In the dream I was also stopping by my old workplace for fun. But instead of going to the main building (and there is only one in real life) I went to building four. I had no problem getting in, and even though nobody knew me I did end up talking to people for quite a while. I visited several floors and when I got out of the elevator for the last time on the bottom floor, I turned around to see that the elevator was in the shape of a TARDIS and the whole elevator mechanism had been designed as some work of art. It was now about 8pm and there were still a lot of people around, they were having some sort of special evening picnic and awards ceremony. A lot of the people looked very strange in appearance, and I figured that was their diversity program in action!
Then it was morning and I was at work. I was still retired, but I had found out that systems weren’t working right, and I volunteered to stay there and fix the problem. A multitude of people were working in a large auditorium with plenty of steps. It took a bit of work finding the people and getting time on their busy schedules, but I was slowly making progress. Someone handed me a piece of paper, it was a contract that would pay me a modest hourly income for all of my future assitance whenver I saw fit to help them. Overall it was a nice dream.
Last night I dreampt I was driving and was confused by the light showing both green and red. I turned and then got pulled over. The cop wasn’t sympathetic and gave me a $750 ticket
I dreamed that I had finished one of the remaining two FCAS exams just as I was retiring, and was optimistic that I would soon pass the other one at the next sitting. Lots of dreams about work and playing bridge, and for good reason.
Last night I had a dream where I was at Disney world with two kids I recognized as being my son and daughter, but I didn’t seem very familiar with. And they had British accents. We pass by some sort of smoothie stand and I order a smoothie for my daughter. The smoothie lady asks me if I want a burger in that, so I ask my daughter. In a quiet nasty Veruca Salt voice, she says “I said I wanted tuna in it.”
I was in England. I had parked a rather big car in a spot and spent a number of days with friends. Now I had to return the car to its own and make a bridge date in the Cotswolds. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do all of this. The guy lived 135 miles away, and the Cotswolds were another 90. I would just have to rely on public transportation and hope I could make the bridge game and the destination that followed that.
I went to get the car and immediately the police office arrived to charge me 250 pounds for parking there for four days when I should, which was obviously disappointing. But I was able to charge it. Then I needed to go to the bathroom so I went in a pub and strangely I needed to a pound coin to use the facilities and realized I didn’t have any currency, There was an ATM there so I proceeded to withdraw some money to get closer to that task.
i was picked up from the house i grew up in but was my current age. driver who picked me up was @Lucy ! Lucy then drove from that house to downtown minneapolis (as if it was close to the house; it’s over 1000 miles away). we were chatting and then got a flat tire. Once aware of the flat we had a short debate and decided I would use my AAA (that’s the auto club, not the actuarial org) membership bc I could dial while Lucy was still driving. then we chose a safe place to pull over and wait for the AAA response.
I was in some kind of courtyard or square, waiting for the train. But the trains aren’t full-sized, they’re only about 2 feet high, and they take you to some further destination. One came up and I didn’t get on but a few others did, because I knew that it was going to a bad bar and I didn’t want to go there because I had already been there. Because I was dead. I knew I was dead in this dream and therefore I had to wait for the right train to take me to the good bar.
But I was dead. And I didn’t want to be dead, so I started to cry and then thought maybe I was only dreaming, not dead. So if I was dreaming, I should try to get myself to wake up. “WAKE UP!” I shouted at myself. And I did!