StonedApe

I was taking a class on how to be a subway driver. My teacher from American government was teaching it. He looked more mature and together, less like your average american beer bellied football fan, though at the same time younger. He was asking questions and everyone was getting them wrong. I kept getting distracted and missing the questions so I just kept quiet. I finally heard one and got it right. There was a guy who kept making really bad jokes. They were like will ferral's jokes but not funny at all. The teacher kept implying that he was stupid and should shut up.

I remember talking to a foreign guy, I think he was Indian. He was telling me how he was trying out for the job now. He had somehow skipped the class. He walked down this strange futuristic looking staircase to the platform with a supervisor.

We did a simulation. The teacher let one of the students drive, maybe Will Ferrell guy. I couldn't see how the driver was driving or what he saw, but I watched where we were going on a map to learn the route. I saw a red line moving over the map with the tunnels shown in blue. There was more to driving than just switching tracks like you'd think. The driver had to steer like it was a car. The teachers interface was a touchscreen and he could control the train with it. We drove all around Toledo and some of the outskirts.

Then we took a break. When we came back the teacher changed and so did the room. We were in a room with this huge strangely shaped bed. It was shaped like 10 beds put together in a pattern but it was all just one bed. I waited for people to sit down trying to decide where to sit myself. I took one of the last open spots. The teacher sat next to me. She was a really pretty brunette about my age, maybe a little older. I could tell she liked me right away. I answered her questions very articulately. Then I needed to blow my nose extremely bad but couldn't find a tissue. It started to drip and I wiped it on my hand and my sleeve and felt embarrassed and tried to hide it from her. Someone got up and blew their nose. Then I saw the box of tissues right behind me and cleaned myself off, but there was still a stain which bothered me.

Then we were doing an exercise where we were drawing on the carpet with markers. She kept asking me to borrow my markers. I felt like a little kid, it was very cute. Her drawing looked really bad, it didn't look like anything, just random lines, and they weren't even good lines, they were very crude.

We took a break and one and one of her friends, heavy Indian woman, came in. She said some very nice things about the teacher. Then she said we should be learning meditation in this class and how it would help us. She said some things about Jay(the guy I study meditation with) and about how she just went to one of his talks 2 days ago. I said something about him, then she said she recognized me from the talk. I tried to think if I had been there but couldn't remember.

Then Madison was next to me. She had taken one of her gauges out and was talking about it. She said something about a brand she wanted and how it was too expensive. I said my sister had looked at the same brand. We talked some more but I don't remember.