I had a strange nightmare that the IT department was tired of me spending so much time online. Someone whispered to me they were coming over to DEFRAG me. I was in a panic and sweating. I kept looking up over the cubicle walls so I could see them coming. I knew they were coming over on their chairs so I wouldn't see them but I kept looking. I couldn't leave my desk. They were around me leaning over speaking in numbers "0203487641130" "011444522" their voices never changed pitch or tone, but they leaned forward expectantly waiting for an answer. I kept turning back to my computer then turning back to them shrugging. I had something on my screen I didn't want them to see.
I hate dreams about work..
I hate dreams about work..
posted by Goodkingalan @ 3:31 PM
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1 Comments:
At 2:07 AM,
Johnnie Walker said…
Damn, that was hilarious! I am now compelled to write a dream I had once as a nightclub promoter. It's not as funny as your dream, but it's interesting to see how your line of work effects your dreams.
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