dream job

Nov 25, 2009 09:06

About the only time I remember my dreams is when I'm woken up in the middle of one. And even then, the memory of the dream fades fast.

Doro woke me up this morning when I was in the middle of a dream.

What I can remember:

I was working at a job that involved me driving a route and stopping at homes and using some sort of device, like pliers on the end of a pole, to adjust some set of wires outside the homes. I have no idea what I was supposed to be doing, but it made sense in the dream.

And I stopped at an old farm house to do my work and the old guy that lived there came out and started telling me how the town was going to take his farm to expand the school and how upset he was and what a terrible day he was having.

As I was getting ready to leave he asked me to drive into town for him and buy him 2 yards of canvas at the hardware store so he could make a new grass catcher for his lawn mower.

And I agreed to do this. He was quite happy that I agreed to go to the store for him.

As I was driving to the store, Doro woke me.

He's probably gonna think I'm a real asshole that just said yes and then drove off.
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