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12/26/20

I am at a school with many tables and people sitting in groups together, I recognize some kids from my middle school. We are right next to the coast in florida and notice some storms with dark clouds in the distance off the shore. Though the weather is sunny and beautiful where we are. I am walking down the beach with a friend collecting shells, there are some large ones by a kiosk selling drinks and food, the owner laughs at us for being touristy.

I am now on a boat driving fast down the coast. I am seeing many coastal homes on the water most on stilts with varying colours and designs, they are very beautiful. I dip my hands into the water and feel the pressure of the water as it passes, it is serene.

I tell the companion in the boat with me I am originally from Charleston south Carolina and this feels very nostalgic for me. We travel down the coast more and make it to an event center of sorts. It is very large and packed with business men in suits, they are all very rich, this almost feels like a pyramid scheme mixed with Wolf of Wall street type mood.

My old manager tells me he has moved my section so I could 'be with my people' on the balcony of the convention. (Used to regular in our cocktail lounge at my old job IWL) I tell my companion I haven't been to work in weeks/months and I just showed up and they gave me my section back, I didn't even have to ask and laugh out loud.

We are instructed to just bring beers to people sitting at tables, I clarify to the managers 'so you just want us to bring beers without them even asking for them?' 'Yes' they reply, seems fishy but I do what I'm told. Most of the businessmen are older with full suits on. I see that I am only wearing a black button up and stand out somewhat.

I ask a table if they want beers but then notice they all look like minors, not dressed like the rest of the people there. They say yes they want beers so I ask for an ID. They all huddle around each other whispering. A girl in the middle produces her ID. I struggle to read it but notice she won't be 21 till 2026, she begins some obvious lie about how she ordered a new ID because they printed that one wrong. I don't believe her and walk away.

Looking at the many different tables and displays there are many sweets like donuts and brownies and all sorts of chocolate confections. We are then told as workers we can have anything to eat we want. I have my eye on a candy cane shaped donut with coloured sprinkles but there are people who grab them up once we are told we can eat, I decide to walk around more and see what is available.

Walking back to the front of the convention floor past most of the tables of treats. I notice the entrance looks like a convenience store. There are people standing in line for odds and ends by the register. I ask a guy at the front of the line if he wants a beer, he raises his hand and shakes his head graciously signaling no.

I notice a giant full wall display cooler to the right. It has many different types of prawns/lobsters in it. The largest lobsters are at the top, they are larger than anything I've ever seen at 3-4 feet long. The sign says they are $69 a pound. I recall paying $28 a pound for king crab IWL so this doesn't seem too odd and I gather most of the business men are incredibly rich anyway.Still impressed by the display I pull out my phone to take a picture of the wall of shellfish.

As I am walking back into the convention center I notice the sounds of my feet hitting the tile go quiet in a certain section just after the main doorway. Curious I am made aware that there was a scientist before who used to do his research in this facility. He made himself invisible and was never seen again. I am made aware he was murdered and his body was smashed by being stampeded by the mass of businessmen in suits all flooding the convention center. They left him on the floor of the entrance as a disgrace. There was no sound because people were walking over him. The dream fades as I am disgusted by this discovery.

12/11/20

I am with R and E, I gather we are going to a small restaurant to work some big event. Somehow I am in possession of a live crab for some reason. I put it in the trunk of the car we drove over in.
We go into the restaurant we are taking it over to cater a wedding I think. I am unsure if I am cooking or serving. The cooks there are unsure if they are working our event or not.

I start to help set up tables and chairs in the typical bustle of before event catering.
The band is setting up on the stage, I notice a black and white fender that looks pretty nice. I pretend to play the air guitar, it appears on me and I am holding it playing it suddenly. I am embarrassed that I didn't ask to play it first. The guitar belongs to one of the ladies getting married as they are walking onto the stage together. I quickly put the guitar back and apologise, going about my work.

I now notice this is going to be a lesbian wedding, they are both older ~mid forties maybe, shorter rounder build and kind of messy reddish hair. They seem kind and non elitist, but they still treat me like the help.
All the guests are there and I notice kind of worriedly that no one is wearing masks. I am unsure of my duties or even if I want to stay here.

So I sit down at a table with other people and order a glass of wine. There is a younger kid next to me who orders wine as well. I am suspicious but the waiter serves him anyway, whatever, their funeral. I gather this is a somewhat ritzy crowd and everyone is used to getting their way.

I eventually end up at the mother of the brides table. She is older and white haired, she almost reminds me of Betty White. She definitely has a charming smile and is very joyful for the occasion. She seems to have taken a strong interest in me, I can tell she likes me, perhaps I remind her of someone from her past. She asks me if I am a time traveler. I say yes, but I can only travel in one direction. She laughs uncontrollably dipping her head towards the table. The other workers seem to be jealous I am now part of the party. The dream fades as we continue our conversation.

I see a giant Pringles can on its side it feels like a float, it is floating like a balloon it is mostly white. It reminds me of a falcon 9 booster on its side only it's lighter than air.
I put it on like a hat and ride a tricycle like scooter around through crowds and lines of people. Maneuvering my way through buildings that almost remind me of a 90's pizza place. Everyone laughs/ gets bonked by the length of it as I pass them.
I try to cross traffic through a highway and almost get hit by cars coming towards me.

I have a sit down with my old general manager of Red Lobster to try to get back working there again. She hires me. When I show up to work for my first day I ask one of the servers if the menu is still the same from when I worked there. They tell me it pretty much is and hand me a menu. I look it over and find that not much has changed at all. I go through the selection of sides in my head. Baked Potato, Mashed Potato, French Fries, Broccoli, or Rice...still got it! I look at what starting section they put me in, and it's a really shitty one... not near the windows at all - where most of the customers like to be to see the water. That's expected though, they needed to start me out easy. I also notice next to my name on the seating chart the written words "Only 1%". I assumed that that meant I only get 1% of my pay or tips which is extremely disappointing but I am sure it was only for that day because of starting. Suddenly I have to use the restroom so I enter the bathroom. The stalls had no walls and after I was done I was thinking about what an invasion of privacy that was.
I look down at my hand and realize I have a dark grey smudge on it. I go up to the bathroom sink and see that the dark smudging is also all over my face. I try to wash it off but somehow it gets all over my clothes. Shit! I pump some soap hoping that it might help me get rid of it all faster. My clothes get all wet, but after a few minutes of washing, I end up looking somewhat okay. I walk outside and the speak with the hostess - a thin girl with blonde, chin length hair.

"Hey Nick, I sat you but no one knew where you were and we couldn't find you. So I had to move them to someone else's section. Also, some of the servers say you need to give them some tables anyway so they can make money."

I look at her. "I don't care what the other servers say, sit me anyway. And let me know when you do. I'm not going anywhere."

I walk around and notice there are some stairs that are leading to a basement with dancing music blasting inside. Since when did Red Lobster get a night-club? I walk down there and bump into my old roommate Amaliah on the way.

"Hey! I didn't know you were here."

"Oh I come here all the time! I love this place! Let's go in!"

I follow her inside but it's very dark and hard to see. An Asian guy walks up to me that I recognize as one of my coworkers.

"Follow me Nick." he said.

He leads me to another room of the nightclub and then the dream fades. The moment everything turns black I realize I am dreaming

I start spinning and fighting to save the dream now that I was lucid. I keep thinking that I want the dream scene to change into something beautiful. When the dream finally does re-appear I am in a hilly countryside next to a flowing creek. There are miniature horses grazing among yellow flowers. They are about the size of toy dogs. Very cute. I stabilize the dream a bit and admire the clarity. Everything looks and feels so real. Even the water from the creek which I put my legs in feels nice. I see a few baby ducks waddling through the grass. It's very relaxing. I try to pet some of the little horses but they are skittish and run away from me. A few of them jump into the creek and swim to the other side. Then everything disappears and I am back awake in my bed :/