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Anne: You Better Work!

This dream is highly mundane. Let me preface this with a brief explanation of my night prior. I was at work until midnight running a floorset that involved the soap wall. This will make more sense as one reads the rest of this.

 

The dream begins with me at work. I get a text message from my mom saying that ACTC (the local community college in which she works) has a job opening for a computer engineering professor and that if I knew anyone, to let them know. For some reason, I text my ex, CS, and tell him that he would be a good fit and to send his application in ASAP. Obviously, he doesn't reply. I am doing typical opening procedures at work and realize I need to call some people in. I'm assuming we're running some kind of extraordinary soap promotion because all of the customers are carrying large quantities of soaps in their arms. I know I need to call people in because we are so busy. I make the first call to a guy from my school, PH. He works at some ice cream place in the mall (possibly superhero creamery?). I tell the person on the phone who I am and why I am calling. I ask to speak to PH. The man on the phone informs me that PH is off on Sundays. I call two other people as well but I can't remember whom. I then text another kid from my high school, RM. I ask him to come in. Looking back, I don't actually think any of these people actually work in the store because I preface each phone call with "Hi it's [Anne] from [business]"but they could all be new employees. RM tells me that he's with his mom and dad and is still super hung over from the nigh before. He hopes his parents don't notice though. He's my age so he's above the 21 legal age so I still have no idea why he's concerned about his parents thinking he's hungover. I tell him to drink plenty of fluids and get some rest. He tells me that he is actually going to go to his dad's house and work all day. I express my concern that it is a bad idea but proceed with my day. I go onto the sales floor yet again and a girl from my high school, KR, is working. I ask her if she would prefer to work on soaps or the signature (fragrant body care) wall. She chooses the soaps because the focal cabinet looks terrible. I explain to her that one cabinet is supposed to be the Autumn Glow collection and the other is prioritized to the fall traditions because we don't have enough of the Color Run collection (these are all real soap collections at my work). She seems confused (I guess she's new). I show her exactly which soaps go where and she starts setting them completely wrong and mixes all the collections up. I start to become annoyed. An old high school friend of mine, CB, comes in with two other kids from my high school, BB and ZT. She keeps trying to distract KR. I get really annoyed and tell KR to just do whatever she wants and that I'll fix it later. I try and fill signature but all of the understocks are filled with mens' shower gel. I get frustrated because this prevents me from actually understocking everything else. I move the shower gels to a 3' table on the left hand side of the store. I am aggravated. I see RM walk in with his parents. I try to hide for some reason so he doesn't talk to me. The last thing I remember thinking is "Is this just a high school reunion at [business]?"

 

What is interesting about this dream is that I actually pretty much discussed the soaps verbatim to what I told KR in real life to my associates. I must have still had work on the brain.

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