Last night was a busy night in dream-land.

It began with me at work, finding out that we all (co-workers +1) were getting moved to a LA TV station. First, this was odd since I don’t work at a TV station with these people. We all traveled there and that is when I got hit with some news. I was the only one NOT getting a fancy new job. I was done and being sent back home. My boss told me to stop hyperventilating (I was!) and calm it because with my contacts I would have a new job by Monday.

Thanks boss. Thanks a lot for the support.
Why the hell Monday?! That is a bit extreme and exact!

And who are these contacts!? I need to call these people!

I was too busy freaking out to storm out of the place like a starlet with tood and instead meandered about. I ended up walking into the building next door. A nice generic back of a strip mall brick building. You got to know this must be a classy area. That turned out to be a Target / Buy ‘n Large ship. Yes. Buy ‘n Large like Wall-E, except all red and Target-y.

There I ran into co-workers from a previous job that were all getting massages in front of the customer service desk and chatted about our day. I, of course, couldn’t afford a massage being I just lost my job and for some other reason these characters were looking more and more amphibian.

Then I spent the rest of the morning stuck selling what I really sell in the normal-world, over and over again until my alarm failed to go off.

All in all I may have cracked completely.