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I went to this weird job interview. I got the interview because months ago a former coworker had apparently told me they were looking, and then i was not looking, but now i was (in my dream), so i contacted them again. when i arrived there was some confusion and I had to wait for someone to see me, but then a man came. The office was weird: Instead of sitting at desks people sat at tables with small groups of other people doing different stuff. I remember thinking that those chairs would not be as comfortable as desk chairs.

At one table people were verifying the consecutiveness of page numbers in a bible. My supervisor who was interviewing me noticed that the page number that one of them was on was much lower than his count. The man insisted that it was nonetheless correct. I pointed out that it could be if the preface had 37 pages that were counted with Roman numerals. I was trying to impress that I could subtract like that.

At another table I don't know what they were doing but part of it involved petting dogs. I asked whether one could pet cats instead.

I finally asked what they actually did here, and was told that they did whatever their clients requested, and that people just figured out how best to accomplish it. I remember I was very impressed out of some reason. I wanted to know whether this was the company headquarters, and was told that no, that was in Vegas, but they were thinking of relocating to San Francisco or Detroit.

It seemed they were interested in hiring me. I said that I had had a raise at my current job though since the time I told them how much money I made, would this be an issue. They said no, that they actually would pay me even more.

Then I somehow lost my supervisor / guide. I wandered the hallways trying to find him. Some company hallways were weird like there were spas and locker rooms etc there. I found someone who recognized me and knew who I was looking for, and he tried to help me. He took me downstairs and there was this fancy Middle eastern restaurant there. But we could not find the supervisor.

I finally gave up and left. Then I found out that I now would not get the job because I had not staid and waited. I wanted to know how long he had expected me to wait. Was I supposed to stay around and wait even after everyone else left for the end of the day? It was weird that I asked that, since I really had not waited long at all.

4/16/2013 recorded outside of dreamviews first - late morning dream after awakening after each sleep cycle with no other memories

I was interviewing for a job with an elderly lady in her home, which was like a fancy mansion. Out of some reason i had the down comforter with me - for comfort? I was shown from a hallway to a living room / salon. The comforter stayed in the hallway. Another woman left just as I arrived, and she was going for another job interview and worried whether she looked good in the yellow blouse - it was very canary yellow, but suited her. The old woman among other things asked me to take dictation using a video which told me what to write. I tried, but then admitted defeat: I was making too many mistakes, not catching up, and the next set of dictation was going to be even harder. I said that I seldom write with a pen any more, and I don't type well fast either - never had to. But I do regularly use the computer and also type on my phone, but generally not dictation. I realized that the reason why she had me do dictation was that when she interviewed for a job decades ago that's what she would do. It showed a difference in generations: what was expected of a woman in a job interview. I expected that I had failed the interview, but to my surprise, I got a job offer. She realized that dictation was not needed for this job, and she liked me.


I think even though this dream was set at a job interview though I decided that I am not actively looking now after all for now, I think this dream is actually about my desire to be accepted by others for who I am despite faults. I think the setting was a home not an office because this dream was personal not official.

Job Interview Lady

I went to apply for a job. I drove into a dirt parking lot. I was going a bit fast and was a little out of control; at the same time, I maneuvered obstacles quite in control.

I fine lady was going to interview me. As we introduce ourselves, I see I am not dressed right. My shirt is wrinkled and the buttons are not buttoned correctly, but she is OK with me, and I just tried to act like I'm the kind of guy she'd want working at the company.

A guy comes up and he is not as happy with me. All of a sudden we are in the lobby of a building. It is a large lobby with off-white marble flooring. There is glass all along the walls. It was a very clean look.

The man sees my belt which is not my dress belt. It is the style with two holes instead of one. The man doesn't like it. He asks if it is the name brand of a brand of sun glasses. If it were from that manufacturer, it would be a cheap and inappropriate style of belt.

I was again very self-conscious about my dress and started trying to tuck in my shirt better and try to tidy up my disheveled look.


This delicious woman takes me around a corner and she seems very personable to me, so I feel like everything will be OK. Then she was going to leave with the guy, maybe her boss. As they were leaving, I see little craft eyes on the floor. There were two, then four, then 6.

I wanted to pick them up to show initiative, but then there were like 100 of the little eyes. I started trying to sweep them up with my hands, but static electricity is making them stick to the floor. I decided I needed a brook.

Someone else starts sweeping them up with their hands, but I'm going to get a broom. A lady, acknowledging it was ridiculous, told me I had to go down the elevator to get to the broom closet to get the broom.

Then I see this lady again. I see her more vividly now. She trips to the floor and I'm looking at her face. She was so-o-o cute. She had short, brown hair. It fell loosely below her ears. She had a classic look but modern at the same time.

She was wearing a skirt, but then she only had see-through stockings. I looked and could kind of see her vag area, but I helped her up quickly. I felt very close to her, so I pulled her in and she gave me a kiss.

I couldn't believe I was with this woman. I walked away with my hand over my mouth in disbelief. Her friends told her to look at my reaction, and I knew it, but I couldn't stop. I was beside myself.

Great dream.

Face Transplant

A guy was talking to a doc thinking he was in private. It was a futuristic doctors office with clear walls, but it was sound proof. The only thing was, the room had a recording device in it, and everything this patient would say was transmitted through every other room.

At first, I don't know what the patient was in for. The patient was explaining why something should be a certain way and he was a genius telling the doc all these details about the company. The details were important because it was his support for whatever he was explaining.

The doc was smiling because he knew the patient was a genius, and it was a joy to listen to such a sharp mind think. The guy was rattling off support for his argument with information few people would know. The facts he was rattling off were bullshit like water being poured into different glasses and some such, but in the dream it was really good support for his argument.

During the patients explanation, I saw a doc or a michine sewing up a cube of a blue sticky substance. It was as though it had been injured and a futuristic sewing job was taking place. Three needles came down and went just belowe the surface of this substance. the needles were guided buy a lazer or something.

Now the patient in this one docs room is talking to the doc about getting a face transplant. He had already had one transplant to get a nice face. Now he wanted his old face even though it was the ugliest face in the world. The reason is what he was explaining to the doc the whole time.

The company was part his. There was some new technology, but with his new face, the partners wouldn't pay him. It was as though he was someone else. His 2nd surgery would put him back into his old face with hair like an old American aristocrat wig.

It was supposed to be bad that everyone could hear what the patient was saying, but as he told of his plan to have the transplant, it became unimportant because nobody could trick him out of the money from his invention.

Google Lightning

I was sitting in a job interview with another guy. We were waiting to be interviewed, but the other guy was being told he could go home and wasn't going to get the job. He may have already had his interview.

This other guy started making square bowl type shapes out of aluminum foil which he adhered to a protuberance on the ceiling. He put the foil over very particular spots which he said would short something out.

He explained there was a wet screw on the roof that would draw lightning, and when the lightning struck, the electricity would be drawn down to the foil bowls and short out something in the company which had something to do with Google.

Someone was going to fix the problem as it was on the roof, but all of a sudden it was me up on the roof trying to fix the problem. I saw a pole on a wet flooded roof and it was secured some weird way or something. I had to knock it over to disconnect the metal, but I said Fuck THAT as the roof was flooded, and I was standing in it in a lightning storm.

I ran away off the building, and now I'm with a couple friends M. S. and someone else having drinks and smoking some stuff. At first I was only drinking. M. and some girl were smoking like crazy. I decided to take a hit (which I don't do iwl). I took a pipe which was basically melting. I had to hit this pipe where as I hit it, heating it up, the pipe melted and I got this molten ceramic in my mouth. It didn't even have the intended effect, but it was cool to dream.

Then we were in a bar of sorts. Some stuff happened, we left, and then I realized I was missing my wallet. I told a friend who was now a fictitious person. I told him what happened and he said, Do you know how to roll?" He meant how to run away and deal with people shooting at me. I told him yes. He said to go with him, so I did.

We were going to go back into the bar and find out who had my wallet. As we went back to the bar, we went through an elaborate slide. It was like tubes in a water park, except they were metal and there was no water. At some points it was just a flat surface. There were two black guys shooting at each other and we had to avoid their bullets.

Once we got past them, we were outside. Now one of those guys was shooting at us. Batman was with me now. He shot a web like Spiderman, except that it was a slide that came from his wrist. I thought it was ridiculous that he would be able to produces this slide, but since I had to get away from the shooter, I followed his lead and jumped on.

The slide was made out of recycled rubber chips. It was gray, and water was flowing in it. The water helped you move on your stomach to get away from the bad guys without exposing yourself to their bullets. The way the slide was laid out, you could go different ways on the slide making it even harder for the bad guys to hit you. Around one curve there was grass growing around a curve. It was so stupid that this could come from Batmans wrist, but It all worked so well.

The End

Lightning is 5x hotter than the sun.
It is 11:09 PM.

07.29.2012

Job Interview with Brunette (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down inside a small room, and it's well-lit. Judging by its atmosphere, this same room feels like it would be air-conditioned if I had more awareness of the external stimuli of the A/C running in waking life. The light gives off a faded light orange-yellow-ish color, and in front of me is a female in a pink dress or something like that.

She's a brunette with wavy and curly hair in some parts. She's exhibiting a lot of radiance and enthusiasm towards me, which leaves me speechless until she popped the question,

"What are your view on work?"

After she asked me that, it was as if I indulged into some kind of mental time dilation to process why she would query me this. That feeling fades away when I get a mental light bulb, and realized that I must be at a job interview (at least). I tried my best to not portray any apparent facial expressions to her, and quickly fabricated a half-assed response.

I believe I declared that I'm a virgin, and that I'm single. I also explained some things (it felt like an extreme bravado on my part) of how I'm a decent person. In short, I was convincing her that I was a good little boy, though I don't even know why I'm meeting her in the first place.

She takes a neutral look at me with her mouth slightly opened, and then she quickly smiles and laughs. She even gives me a round of applause with her small claps.

She was very attractive, something about the way her visage was angled, her eyelashes and makeup really made me enticed by her.

I wonder if that could be Alyzarin I met, or maybe someone else. She had the height and the youth for her to be Alyzarin, and her wearing the pink outfit reminds me a lot of Alyssa as well.

Hmmm, guess it's all speculation.

_________________________

07.29.2012

Open Ceiling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being on top of the ceiling inside a building, and it didn't look complete. I noticed that the interior of the building, at least the room that I'm on top of, is composed of fairly faded white wood material.

Its night time and i am with A^roxxor and Oneironaut, we are all in a dark room on 3 seperate computers on some sort of secret webchat. Oneironaut has a grow on and its time to cut the buds down. I help him hang then up so they can dry.

My friend JT enters the room and needs to bury something, so we all help him bury it in my garden. Roxx drives me and O around in his car, its still night time and the car is really fast! I am riding shotgun and i keep turning round to talk to Oneironaut.


dream2

I am with soph, back in my old room, on a bunk-bed. I am on the top bunk and soph is on the bottom one, we are talking, its day time and its pretty sunny outside. Soph stands up and i roll over to talk to her, i can only see her head as im high up, she lunges in and kisses me, i ask her to join me on the top bunk but she says "no, YOU come down here" i climb down the other side of my bunk bed quite skilfully and we start kissing. I go down on her and she is REALLY loud. I look up at my window, my dad it outside in the garden, enjoying the sun, building something. I realise the window has no nets or curtains so if he looks up, he will see us both, i panic about this for a few seconds, but we end up having sex anyway.

For some reason we have to take off. We are in a huge car-park. I drive us both there in Soph's car, i park up and it looks like im about to hit a car next to us, but there is just enough space.
She wants to take me to Vegas, but i keep telling her i cant let her spend all that money, its not fair.

dream 3

Im standing in a corridor, wearing a suit. I know this is for a job interview, the capret is blue and the walls are white, i walk round the corner to find multiple seats with people, also in suits, on them. Everyone here is much older than me, suddenly i start to smile, i look up and see Keirnan, Josh and Ando walk through the doorway, all of them are grinning too. Keirnan walks up to me, "mate, we have smashed this already!!" i laugh and we all walk into the group interview. All of us pass and get to the next stage and none of the oldies do.

The people take us upstairs for the next interview it seems to be a weird course/water slide, it has bouncy mushrooms surrounded by a current of water and is in the shape of a figure 8. We are told we have to study the course and determine the best way around then have go ON the course. Everyone has a go, saving me until last, they all do very well. Its my turn, i say where i will be starting and they question it immediately this knocks my confidence, i start round the course and do awful. I come out soaking wet to some disappointed looks from the interviewers.

Freddy had a job interview somewhere far away (a few hours) and asked me to go with him for the drive. we were taking his dad's truck because his car is broken. we got pulled over by Dewey police officers, women, because the tag didn't have a bar code on it. one of them asked me for my I.D. and i didn't want her to know i was underage so i told her i didn't have one.
"why don't you have one?"
"because i don't drive."
"why don't you drive?"
"i don't believe in it."
"oh, okay. i can respect that."
for some reason they searched the car and found some illegal substances and were now arresting us for that, too. one woman had short, thick, black hair and the other had long blonde hair. there was a child with them. i think she belonged to the blonde woman. i had left my purse in the truck and made them turn around so i could get it. once i was back in the police car i took out my cell phone and started calling my mom. one of the women told me to give her my phone "i have to call my fucking mom" was my response. then i woke up very suddenly.

I've just had a job interview and now I'm at a kind of house party, which looks like it's confined to one room. There's some questionable stuff going on, and I tell them I'm not down with it, I'm not into that. I think it's going to be cool, after that but not so much. They look really put out and take me to the bus station. They ditch me there, even though it's not a familiar place to me, and take off.

I get some sort of general idea where my bus is going to be departing from when I hear the platform and arrival of the bus announced through the station. I race to that platform only to find the bus is not there. I run all up and down the platforms looking for the bus that should be here somewhere. I then see it leaving. Someone tells me I should run after it, but I know they won't open the doors after they've left the stop, so I don't bother.

I begin wandering around the station aimlessly looking for the right platform for the next departure. I sit down in some kind of lounge and watch the big screen tv they have there, it's broadcasting the performance of a very special figure skater. She lands a perfect triple toe loop followed by some sort of Lutz, and I absolutely melt down because I'm so happy and overcome with emotion as she does (This is strange as I am NOT a figure skating fan, and for a split second in the dream I wonder how I have all this knowledge and passion for skating, but it passes quickly). My phone rings and I pick it up, trying to compose myself. It's the interviewers. They were interviewing me for the position of Coordinator for the skater I was just watching. They tell me I have the job. They say they were watching me over CCTV and saw my reaction to the skater's performance and deduced that I would be the perfect choice to work with her.
I am so happy I begin melting down again and the dream ends.

I am in an Asian country, and have a very strange and unfortunate problem. Lightning is attracted to me, and any time I step outside, it tries to strike me. I try running in an erratic pattern dashing from side to side as I run to escape the lightning, but it's stikes are so close that I know I can't risk doing that anymore. Someone gives me a special hat, it looks like a Chinese Coolie hat but it's made of some sort of gold coloured metal. It seems to work, and the lightning strikes it often, which is rather annoying and I begin to hate wearing it and the attention I get. I feel like I look like Raiden.


Flash forward to a different scene. A kind of rough looking guy has a three wheeler ATV. He's supposed to be all badass or whatever but the vehicle does look a bit like it was converted from a child's bike. I am riding on the back of it with him, and we're going very fast through what looks like short hedged rows. He ditches me after a while and I'm not happy.

Flash forward again to the inside of some building. I applied for a job teaching English and I am having a phone interview from a Bank. They are asking me many odd questions, but I am confident and answering them all fairly well.

01/20/2011
Fragment One
I was Batman, and was using stealth to get around the inside of some building. I believe it was something like a community center, because I remember it having a game room. I don't really recall what I was doing there, but I think I might have gotten spotted once or twice. Don't remember much from this dream at all.


Fragment Two
I had a job interview, and was told that I had to wait for other candidates to have their interviews, before I would be told whether or not I got the job. I ended up coming back, much later in the day, after most everyone was gone. I can't remember the reason, but I think I had to change clothes or something. There was no one around, and I took off my shirt and was either turning it inside out or putting another one on or something. I remember that someone had been playing Modern Warfare on a computer that was in the room, and it was still left running. Finally, I left the building, and was still trying to get my arms in the sleeves of my shirt. I saw LQ walking through the parking lot, who was a friend that I had a huge crush on, once upon a time. I was pretty sure she saw me, but that she might not have noticed, because she didn't say anything. Slightly embarrassed by still only being partially dressed, I tried to stay out of her sight, just in case she really hadn't noticed.

That's all I remember.