Paperwork

8/9/2010

A co-worker told me, “I’m going to Africa-Thailand to recover an ancient berry that can cure anything”. They showed me a map of the world with mismatched continents and countries that had merged. As he was showing me his route on the map, I began to float about 3 feet above the ground and my body began to follow the red arrow. I had a hard time recalling what happened next, but I seemed to warp to my place of work. The halls seemed to be much longer than they normally were. Co-workers were running out of their offices, hysterical and shouting, “My paperwork is not in ORDER!” The hall began to change into the high school hallway from a Nightmare on Elm Street 1 (not that shit-can remake, the real deal from 1984). I noticed a classroom door was open, so I peered inside and to my surprise, I saw Freddy lecturing the class. He was pointing to nonsensical symbols on the board with his blades. His speech was incoherent, more like mumbling. I’m not sure if I warped back to my work place, or if I was still in the classroom, but I witnessed the HR manager spew forth extreme profanity about “the papers not being in order". At this point, the dream ended.