I'm real pissed right now. First a totally weird dream and now THIS!!!

I dremt that I found some money on the floor at a convenience store and it turns out they planted it there so they could catch people trying to take it?! Kinda fucked up but I wake up and no more than 5 minutes pass and I get a call from my boss at Radio Shack telling me they're letting me go. And for the worst reason. I'm loyal as fuck, I'm never late, I'm very helpful, but they decide that their lilttle fucking 'wireless hit rate' [how many cell phones I sell] is more important. Motherfuckers.

 

This dream may not be connected with reality. I would think that you would have had warning dreams prior to this incident.

 

and then again it might be in ways that have nothing to do with the incident that fallowed. dreams have their own reality in the same way capitolism (or much of any other idiology, economy, or belief, for that matter) is unrelated to the reality of nature. although even hear, dreams may be less real then waking life, but at the same time more so then most of what people collectively coerce each other into and out of.

fortunately in mine there are no 7-11's or radio snacks, just craftufacturing centers and mathom houses. usualy no cars and very few people either.