dream log

[donkeyriding]

I was at Dogfish, after rushing back from my other job at the bank. I get there and I'm locked out on a Sunday evening. Now, I KNOW I have to work, so I'm freaking out. And then somebody unlocks the door (I'm not sure who) and I start to set up the dining room. Now, no one is in the building, no managers, no cooks, and certainly no patrons. I don't notice this though, all I'm thinking is that I'm kind of late and I have to Hurry Hurry Hurry! Finally this group of half a dozzen people in their late 20s (slightly older than I) come in. (Two girls and three guys is the vibe I'm getting right now.) The girls are pretty cool, a blonde and a black chick with wild cool hair. Two of the guys are skinny white boys who are relitivaly cool. And the other guy is slightly bigger, like muscler or whatever. So i start serving them drinks. They all order, but for some reason Dogfish is selling bottled pop so that's what most of the kids get. But the muscler guy orderes some kind of drink (that actually isn't a drink at all, but in my dream apparently I thought it was) that as soon as I walk away from the group I propley forget (probably because it wasn't a drink to begin with!). Anyway, I get everyone's drinks ok except for this guy. And I walk back and forth between their table and whereever, and I keep avoiding his eyecontact.

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To make a long story short (I gotta get to WORK!) I finally realize that I wasn't suposed to be here and I get really weirded out and I kick the group of kids out without even charging them. (The guy never got his drink lol.) But they left like a $20 tip even though I kicked them out and I was such a space kadet with the drink that wasn't even a drink.