Sunday, April 24, 2011

Job Search


Job 1:  I was called onto a job where we were rebuilding a grocery store. The boss started yelling to everyone to come to the van in the parking for a team meeting before we started. As I approached them he kept yelling “get to work, get to work!” I kept walking towards him then looked around and saw everyone else getting to work. So I turned around and went to the construction site.  I had to walk up this really tall plank to start building the walls when. I reached the top and one of the guys told me to start throwing the drywall down to the ground without breaking them.  I started tossing the drywall down but it was such a long drop that it was impossible to not have them shatters.  I walked down and started picking up the broken pieces of drywall.  I was quite confused about this job and finally the day was over.
                Job 2:  After the job I was talking to a dream person who said she was a rent a cop. Suddenly the dream had a very “Cops” feel to it. She was telling me how she became a Rent-a-cop (Using that term) and that her father made fun of her for it.  She told me how she had to arrest some lady for parking her car crooked in the parking spot. And that she didn’t get to carry a gun. So the next day I returned to the construction site in Rent-a-cop clothing that was much too big for me.  I also had this Velcro harness on not that was not so comfortable in the groin area.
                Job 3:  suddenly there I was on a space shuttle listening to the captain order me to help the people on the bridge. Apparently we were under attack by the Russians who were flying this really old rusty spaceship that looked like a civil war style submarine.  As I was walking on a very thin walk way to the bridge I fell off. I looked down and the only thing that stood between me and the life sucking outing space was a thin sheet of glass. I saw two steel doors beginning to shut under the glass but it was too late and I hit the glass. But instead of shattering it started electrocuting me. Finally someone reached down and pulled me to safety.

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