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Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts

Sunday, November 4, 2018

Black Smoke Rising

A Dream From The Past




     I'm at work. Somehow, the recycling factory catches on fire. I start helping all the line workers outside. I run back inside, and everything is ablaze. I take one last look around to make sure no one is left behind. Since I don't see or hear anyone, I exit the building. All of the workers watch as the factory burns. Dream ends.

I wake up

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Electric Feel

A Dream From The Past




     I've returned to my old job at QRS Recycling. As I work, I fail at something, but I cannot remember. My supervisor, Justin, reprimands me in the break room. As he chews me out, I glance out the window. A garbage truck is driving through the parking lot with his back left up. He snags a power line and pulls it down. Since it is night, the workers cannot easily spot the wire. A worker accidentally touches it. The electric pulse soars through his body and throws him like a rag doll into the air. He falls lifeless to the ground.

     Several workers, unaware of the situation, walk from the factory toward the break room. Many of them touch the live wire. Each is thrown similar to the first. Those of us in the break room run to warn those left. I hear sirens. I am afraid that I will die. I cannot die tonight. I run and hide, but I feel as if the electric wire will find me no matter where I conceal myself. Dream ends.

I wake up

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Workplace Drama

Dream 8/2/2017



I've returned to my job at QRS Recycling. The place looks much different. The men on the crew hate their supervisor. During the shift, they kill him. They put his body in a junk car and with a bobcat, place the junk car back in the junkyard.

Since the supervisor is gone, I can now have my old job back which is driving the large front loader. I walk over to where it is parked. Some mexican guys are over there. They say something to me but I don't understand them. By their body language, I think there is a problem with the line.

I walk over to the vending machine. Inside the machine are items that you would not usually find inside a vending area. I see a yellow hard hat and "brownie points with the boss," which wouldn't be worth anything since the boss is now rotting in a car out back. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Library

Dream 2-26-14


I'm in a basement. It's not dark or cold but rather looks like a small library. On the wall, near the ceiling are windows. I can see legs moving outside. They are employees from my work. I'm supposed to be back to work but I choose to relax between two bookshelves instead. 

My supervisor comes down to the library. He tells me that it's time to get back to work. I stand up. I start putting on my clothes. 

My high school math teacher walks in. I notice something on my chair. It looks like muddy paw prints. My former teacher tells me it's poop. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Wheels

Dream 6-12-13






I'm at work. I'm the supervisor. It's my job to get the production line running. I'm getting ready to start it all up when I see a girl riding in a motorized wheelchair. It piques my curiosity. I ask her if I can take it for a spin. I ride around the plant in the chair. I have fun. I forget to start the line. They start without me.
Suddenly it's a movie night at work and out of nowhere a giant cinema screen comes down from the ceiling. We start to watch a movie that I don't recognize. From what I remember, it was a mix between Monty Python, Airplane, and The Looney Toons. I explain to the girl next to me that I've never understood British humor. Dream ends

I wake up.