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There was a long dream I had this morning which I can remember parts of. One part was quite vivid and is probably the reason why I can still recall the ending of this dream.
I was on my way around town. It seemed like I was in a city like Vancouver, with the dreary gray skies and open roads. I can't remember if I was driving or not, but I got out of the vehicle and started walking. There was a lady walking her dog in front of me, and as I approached, she turned around and warned me to stop stalking her or she'd call the police. I had no idea what she was talking about because I didn't recognize her, and I certainly didn't recognize her dog. So I let the incident pass and hurried towards the meeting spot.
I found myself in some sort of open city area, like some urban park, where there was a large concrete covered field dominated by a tall tower. The tower was made of steel, concrete and glass. It was very open and so high up that I started suffering from 'acrophobia'. I needed to make my way down to the ground though, so I started working my way down the stairs, trying not to look out (which was nigh-impossible with the glass walls and open floor).
I was only able to go down one flight of stairs before I was rescued by some lady who I was supposed to have an interview with. She brought me to a medium sized office where we sat down and she asked me some questions. After a while, she told me about the stuff that I was supposed to do and told me the salary. I was surprised at how much they were going to give me, but I wasn't assured of getting this job, it was only an interview.
After the interview was over, I realized that I was only in my underwear. I had no idea how my clothes came off, but I was feeling very self conscious even though nobody else in the office paid any heed. I stood with the rest of the interviewees and the guy next to me mentioned that I wasn't wearing anything. I looked down and realized that he was right. I was completely naked!
I grabbed my pants from the floor and quickly tried to pull them up while the lady interviewer was deciding on who to hire. I had the pants halfway up when she handed me the green card indicating that I was hired. I wasn't sure if I should take the card or zip up.
I took the card.
The office was full of mostly Asian people, and the interviewer was Chinese. Her accent made it difficult to understand what she was talking about, so when she told me what I was supposed to do, I couldn't really catch what she was saying. I didn't care too much because I could wing my way through.
One of the (only non Asian female) secretaries (who was quite an attractive blond) talked to me for a bit before I looked around for some place to sit. I was wondering if I was supposed to work here now or if I could go and give in my two weeks notice. That's when MB wandered in suddenly. I had no idea how I was found here!
