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I showed up at my old job and saw that everything was a mess and nobody was working, everybody was being lazy. So, I take initiative and start giving orders, telling people what to do and how to do it. getting them to clean the place, to speed up service and keep moving at a faster pace. In the dream I am also helping cook French fries. I asked what the problem was that was making us slow and they said it was the kitchen, when I go to the kitchen to help I realize that the people don't know what they are doing and are lazy. I am trying to wrap a sandwich and it doesn't come out right. I open a tray of bacon and see that it is raw, I open another one and it is also raw, and another one, they are all raw. then I look at a space in the kitchen and it was full of bubble gum. I asked what that was for and they said, they are allowed to grab and chew gum at work. so I take over the restaurant and start rearranging things, ordering people what to do and I fix the place.

. I can’t remember but there was a 3rd person that was trying to pull us back together somehow, but I can’t make out the person’s face. I pretty much feel as though that person was female, but to be honest I really can’t remember. I do remember that whoever it was there was standing next to the main entrance door as if they were holding it open for me. As I made my way in, I remember having a smirk on my face as if I was pleased as to what I saw happening. Jillian was cleaning and had a ping pong table in a semi-folded position, and was at times wiping it down. I remember being confused trying to figure out where the ping pong table had been stored the whole time that I knew her, because I loved ping pong and probably would have wanted to play. I remember asking aloud, why are you doing this? Jillian didn’t say anything just kept cleaning, but gave me a look like, I should know why. I got the impression it was because I was still moving in with her after we got married. But, no words were spoken by her to me, just the look.

. I remember that we were supposed to go tent camping…I remember attempting to rope climb. The rope was very high up. There were two ropes twisted together. I untwisted and noticed they had knots used to assist climbers. I attempted to climb while I was by myself before anyone came to see me. I had a lot of difficulty, having to jump to gain any distance on the rope. Shortly after my attempts kids joined me, although I don’t remember seeing their faces, the feeling I had made me believe they were my own. I suddenly flashed back to the rope and remember touching the beam, signaling my success, and allowing myself to free fall back down to the ground. I remember there being problems getting through the dirt roads to get to the various places on the site. I remember there being an issue with something that we gave the attendant, and we took back from his bicycle when he wasn’t looking. Jillian, was displeased with the grounds keepers and the site, but was out running around doing adventures anyway, while I conducted business. I flashed and Jill, along with the camping adventure was gone, and I was with the ladies from the HR office playing a high stakes game of paintball. The funny thing was it was in the corporate office that we were playing. We were wearing professional garb, like helmets, BDU’s (Black) and goggles. It felt almost as if we were practicing a drill or scenario of some sort. I remember giving silent hand signals to my team members, I was the leader, and they understood what I meant. I was shocked b/c we had no formal training, but it was as if my team had been practicing for this for a long time. I remember seeing someone attempting to get the drop on us, peaking through a cracked door. I quickly pulled my head back around the corner of a wall and began to open fire. I do not remember actually hitting the person, but I do remember winning with my team, and we acted very swat team professional, and then my dreams were over.

I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

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