Can't Get Things Right in My Dreams
This morning, I pretty much overslept because the waiter in my dreams couldn't get my order right.
He forgot the first time to take out the obvious meat: bacon, so he had to go back and get it again.
Second time, I took a couple bites and noticed something strange. I think it was pastrami (which took me all morning to remember the name). By this time, the waiter had gotten off his shift and it grew closer to closing time.
Apparently this diner only did breakfast. . .these small towns in Green Dream Vermont! I had to order from the owner of the place, and she couldn't re-issue the order because the kitchen had already closed.
I just said forget it. . ..
And in the meantime, my fiancee goes off and buys a hair salon in small town Green Dream Vermont and starts giving a haircut to one of my current (soon to be old) bosses. Fiancee gives old boss one of the best haircuts ever.
All the while, I keep hitting snooze on my alarm clock because I want a good breakfast done right.
Sheesh!
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Which boss?
Oh my. You did say that bacon was one of the hardest things to give up. I think your subconscious is telling you that you still crave bacon deep deep down in the scary recesses of your id. But where did you get me becoming a hairdresser? Although I'm flattered your dream self made me a good one... because the last haircut I gave to one of my Barbie dolls did not turn out the way I intended.
Well, at least I know who would want to pick out my bacon before the waiter takes away my food. =D
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