Friday, August 24, 2012

My Dream

I dreamt last night that I was somehow recalled to work in my job in the mall, but the store was closing for good.  The employees were all jockeying to take home supplies and furnishings at the end of the day, so each person had marked up old merchandise (Commodore 64 games, old printer ribbons) and old office chairs, with their initials.

Customers kept flocking in and asking for deals on things that were marked down to a nickel.  I hate those imaginary people.

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