Remember only one sequence from my dream last night:
Sitting outsite a QFC supermarket. in my 99' Mustang at about 4am. Engine idling.. I can hear the squeal of the worn throw-out bearing,, annoyed at myself for not getting it fixed yet.
My objective: by products from the store undetected by the on duty clerk
My disguise: I dress as an elderly man and get into a motorized cart.
After gathering some products(not sure what they were.. seems unimportant), I head to to a checkout lane.. the clerk seems suspicious and checks my ID..( which is a a pasport apparently). i am surpized to find that the picture on the ID is actually an elderly man. The cleark accepts my ID, I pay for my items and then i wake up...
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