Woke up this morning at 2:30 due to a dream about working at the video store. No matter what I did people got mad at me and left threatening to tell the owner what I had done. In one instance, it was because I asked, “Do you want to rent or buy these?”
The guy got mad because basically I couldn’t read his mind.
“The book says they are for sale. What do you think?”
“I don’t know because you can rent…”
“That’s it. Where’s John?”
“He’s in at 3.”
“I’m telling him what you did.”
And then stormed out.
There was one good part after that. In the dream I took the time to text Cameron knowing he understands the occasional horror of dealing with the human race, “Two complaints so far! It’s a good day.”
That’s when the guy came back with a gun…