Muppets and no self-confidence
So I dreamed that I was working in this crappy little diner, and Frank Oz, Dave Goelz, Steve Whitmire, Jerry Nelson, and Louise Gold came in. For those who aren't rabid psycho fans, these are the principal muppet performers who are still alive, as Jim Henson and Richard Hunt are both dead. In my dream, they looked like they probably look now, older than in most of the pictures I've seen. They were going to do some big show the next day or something, and I knew I didn't have a chance at tickets because they were probably sold out already, and I had next to no money and no transportation. I also didn't have the guts to tell them I was a big fan. I tried telling the one other person I was working with who these people were, and she was clueless and unimpressed. I was working like crazy because it was busy, they weren't the only customers, and I served them and listened to them talking and then they were getting up and ready to go, and it was the end of my shift. I told Steve Whitmire (Who is voicing Kermit these days) that I was a big fan, and good luck at the show tomorrow, then left. I had to walk home, through bad neighborhoods. There was a group of people on the way, smoking around a trashcan fire and talking and partying, and some guy came over and offered me a free ticket to something, and I was so desperate I said okay. Next thing I know he's following me while I continue walking home, and he was hitting on me. He was this kind of typical black ghetto guy, which bugs me because the people who look like that who I've met when I'm awake are usually nicer and more polite than white kids who dress the same. I resent my sleeping brain's stereotyping. Anyways, he was following me home and I was trying to get rid of him, and too nervous to realy look at what he'd given me. I started walking faster and faster, and then got to the front door of my crappy little apartment in a bad neighborhood and said firmly and politely goodnight and got inside quick. When I was inside with the door locked I looked at the tickets, and they were for some concert of somebody I'd never even heard of.