But what does it all mean?
Aug. 17th, 2004 08:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
plonqI dreamt about work last night. For some reason I'd been displaced from my current office job (too much time in LJ perhaps?) and I was assigned to a position out in the field in some unspecified capacity. I met my new boss, who insisted on outlining some basic safety tips for working in the field. He didn't seem to care when I informed him that I'd been with the company for 17+ years, and that some of the time had been spent working in the field, so I had a pretty good working knowledge of safety procedures. What's worse is that he concentrated on things that were patently obvious. Thank you, yes, I know how to tie my boot laces so that I won't trip over them. After explaining a few more equally obvious things he said, "I guess you're up to snuff on the safety side of things. Now get to work." and he walked away.
The problem was that I had no idea where I was supposed to report to work, nor what I was supposed to be doing when I got there! All I knew was that I was wearing dressy Rockports, and I was supposed to be in steel-toes if I was going to be working there. I started wandering toward my car in order to change off, when it occurred to me that I had no idea where I'd parked. I spent the next hour in the dream trying to locate it (Dude, where's my car?). Eventually I found it and traded off my footwear, but I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that my new boss would be less-than-impressed over the fact that I'd just disappeared for a whole hour at the start of my first shift with him. Fortunately the air conditioner woke me up before I found out, and when I went back to sleep I dreamt about something else.
The problem was that I had no idea where I was supposed to report to work, nor what I was supposed to be doing when I got there! All I knew was that I was wearing dressy Rockports, and I was supposed to be in steel-toes if I was going to be working there. I started wandering toward my car in order to change off, when it occurred to me that I had no idea where I'd parked. I spent the next hour in the dream trying to locate it (Dude, where's my car?). Eventually I found it and traded off my footwear, but I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that my new boss would be less-than-impressed over the fact that I'd just disappeared for a whole hour at the start of my first shift with him. Fortunately the air conditioner woke me up before I found out, and when I went back to sleep I dreamt about something else.
