Fragment 1: a new cafeteria at work opened and had weird arrangements where one would be assigned a seat next to someone specific and told a bit about them. One time I was going to this cafeteria with a man who in my dream was my father but in reality a stranger, and I wanted to know if we could sit next to eachother. Luckily their system had provisions for such requests. Fragment 2: a new government resulted in lots of job offers, and I was offered a job in my dream which I accepted without even an interview or meeting with them. I was telling my client about this, and he recognized the name of the government person I would be working for, her first name was Elizabeth, but he said she is informal, so you may call her Liz.
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