Is There Anything Worse Than Suffering Through A Recitation of Other People's Dreams?

Ok look - I never do this. But this happened more than a week ago and it still bothers me:

I dreamed I was in the back of a church¹ on Christmas Eve and I was was doing work on my laptop. The only other person in the pews was a childhood friend². There was no mass or other service going on, but the CEO of the company I work for was standing on the altar³.

As he walked down the aisle⁴, I hunkered close to the laptop to keep on working without being too obvious about it but I knew I shouldn't be working in church on Christmas Eve. It seemed to me like he would frown upon it but ultimately he would understand.

He passed me by without comment⁵.

1. Not any real church. Ornate, yet tasteful.

2. This particular person had a father that knew my father since they were in kindergarten together and a mother who was friends with my mother since they  both were 20 year old brides.)

3. In a polo shirt and khakis.

4. Fear!

5. Short-lived relief. Heavy overlay of guilt.

Comments

[Joan of Argghh!]

You are everyone in your dream.

There. That oughta keep you busy!

[pops]

What happened to the unspoken rule that no one with a blog ever writes about dreams?

[Susie]

sounds about right to me...the polo and khakis' are dead on...perhaps the Church was really the White House...

[Florida Friend]

It was in a church because you think the CEO thinks he's God. You were working on Christmas Eve because you are anxious about the stability of the company & don't want to be viewed as dispensable. He was wearing a polo & khakis because that is his chosen "See, I'm just like you even though I make $24 million a year" uniform. You thought he would frown on your working on Christmas because like most CEO's he is an advocate of "life balance". He walked right by you because, like most CEO's, he's full of shit.