Dreams
I don't remember my dreams often, but the last two nights have been chock full of memorable dreams. I realized how much I love my job from a nightmere I had last night. I dreamed that since we have an intern now they didn't need me anymore, there wasn't enough work for me, and they were going to let me go soon. When I came into work this morning I had the following conversation:
Alexandra: so that was my nightmere last night
Brian: Really? You must be psychic!
Alexandra: I may cry
Brian: Don't cry. We need you. Someone's gotta be in the office to answer the phone.
Alexandra: so that was my nightmere last night
Brian: Really? You must be psychic!
Alexandra: I may cry
Brian: Don't cry. We need you. Someone's gotta be in the office to answer the phone.
4 Comments:
At 10:16 PM, Anonymous said…
There you are! It took two years and a little help from Shields, but I finally found the infamous Alex. Praying for you!
~Hope (your fellow punker)
At 10:41 PM, Anonymous said…
hahaha, glad you have a job where people pick on you. We Macksey girls need that!
><> Ari
At 9:13 AM, Xana Ender said…
Yay! I am glad you found me Hope! Only....you left no way for me to get ahold of you:-) I guess I could email Jen... Next time, leave your email so I can stalk you better, OK? :-)
At 2:00 PM, Anonymous said…
Oh yeah! Stalk me at www.livejournal.com
user name= Mightyomega
By the way, I'm now a registered Libertarian. Life is funny that way.
~HM
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