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It was a nice sunny day, I was with my family, my friend and her mom. We were driving to lunch after church, but for some reason, we ended up at the huge stadium. There was a guy talking through a microphone and some people were singing in the background. My family and I sat down in some seats that were lower to the ground. My friend and her mom sat next to us. I looked up and saw people sitting on these bleachers that were almost 100 feet high. The bleacher was practically balancing on this 5 foot wide pole. It looked kind of creepy to be honest, but I wasn't sitting up there so I didn't worry about it that much. Suddenly my friend's mom poked me in the shoulder and whispered something in my ear. (This is when my dream gets random.) "Look up there." she whispered and pointed up on the high bleacher I mentioned earlier. (First of all, I am an Invader Zim fan right now.) I looked up and saw Zim and Gir (Gir was in his disguise) sitting on the far right of the bleacher, Dib sitting next to his father (Professor Membrane) (Sitting in the middle seats) and Gaz sitting a few seats away from them, playing her video games. My friend's mom told me to go up and meet them. I was so hyped, but I didn't want to draw too much attention to myself, so I casually walked over to the pole, and climbed these stairs leading to the bleachers. When I reached to the top, I dashed over to Zim and Gir. Zim was confused that this random girl (me) came over to meet him. Gir, on the other hand was so excited to meet someone new. Gir was getting all hyperactive and hopping around. My friend's mom followed me up, (but I didn't notice) and she said that me and Gir should get a picture taken together. I was all for it and Gir was clapping his hands excitedly. He went on my shoulder and we both smiled. She grabbed her phone and took the picture. After she left, I went over to Dib, Gaz, and their father. Was sitting down, bored out of his mind, Gaz was play her games, and Professor Membrane was listening to the guy speak. The same thing happened like before; I meet them and got a picture taken. After that, the guy concluded this meeting thing and dismissed everyone. I went down to my family and we all went home. (I know, that was super weird.)

I walk into a bank for a job interview at night. The bank sells bras and underwear right in the middle of the bank. I buy a bra for six dollars before my interview. I am told to go down a dark hallway into a small dark office, that looks like a clost, lighted only by computer monitors. A middle-aged Asian woman greets me while she is sitting at her desk, typing and prints me an employee I. D. card in the color lime green that begins with the number twenty-two. I ask her why did I get an I. D. if I haven't been interviewed. She says I'm hired automatically and that I will meet with my boss next. I walk down a hallway made of clear glass that lets me look in to an office with operators or telemarketers right in the middle. Further down I could see the boss in another glass office waiting for me. The boss is an old, fat man with a cheery smile. I instantly feel comfortable and know that he likes my personality. He begins asking me what schedule will work for me.

I walk into a bank for a job interview at night. The bank sells bras and underwear right in the middle of the bank. I buy a bra for $6 before my interview. I am told to go down a dark hallway into a small dark office lighted only by computer monitors. An Asian lady greets me while she is typing and prints me an employee I. D. card in the color lime green. I ask her why did I get an I. D. if I haven't been interviewed. She says I'm hired automatically and that I will meet with my boss next. I walk down a hallway made of clear glass that lets me look in to an office with operators or telemarketers right in the middle. Further down I could see the boss in another glass office waiting for me. The boss is an old, fat man with a cheery smile. I instantly feel comfortable and know that he likes my personality. He begins asking me what schedule will work for me.

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