dream
I dreamed that I worked at a cold stone that was different. the tall trash can fit inside the ghea and we were putting ice cream into a pan the same size. I kept having to rearrange the pans. We had some girls come in for a fancy dinner so I joined them. I was served this sauce that looked like pink floam, and some weird chicken dish that I didn't want to eat. I had to decide what kind of butterfinger we were going to keep in stock.