(I actually had the first dream over a week ago, but never got round to writing it down)
I had gotten my old job in a toy store back, but wasn't entirely enthused about going back into customer service as I felt like I'd evolved past that kind of a job, but as jobs are rather thin on the ground, I didn't feel like I could refuse to take it.
I put off getting ready for my first day for so long that when I looked up at the clock, I was already late and I still had to catch the bus into town to get there. So, I quickly got ready and rushed out of the house.
Strangely, I found myself already in town and just a few minutes away from where the store was located, so although I'd be late I wouldn't be as late as I would've been had I had to catch the bus.
However, it seemed that the whole town was celebrating, what looked like St. Patrick's Day, as the streets were filled with drunken and rowdy revellers that I had to dodge in order to get to where I wanted to be.
Eventually I made it to the store, which looked nothing like the place in real-life and instead looked like a multi-storey department store, with various different businesses located on each floor.
The floor I found myself on strangely resembled another previous job I had - the one I had before the toy store - a call centre/office environment. But when I asked at reception which floor I needed to be on, nobody could give me a straight answer. It's like it didn't exist.
I migrated onto the office floor, asking various people if they knew where the toy store was located, but none of them could answer either. I figured I was already late, and was going to make a horrible impression on my first day anyway that I stopped rushing and even ended up in the canteen and ate some food. No-one there could give me a direct answer either.
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I was at the airport about to board a plane but where usually you'd have to either walk through a tunnel or have a short walk across the runway, my fellow passengers and I had to walk across a huge grassy cliff with a huge bridge to the side of us.
We seemed to be in a foggy, high rise city surrounded by skyscrapers so I whipped out my camera to snap some pictures along the way.
However, I wasn't the only one enamoured by the stunning landscape and people kept standing in my way and obscuring my view. I tried to avoid them by getting in front of them, gradually inching my way closer and closer to the edge of the cliff, to the point where I would've fallen off if I'd have gotten any closer.
I appeared to be travelling alone but once on the plane I found myself seated next to the spouse of a famous female UK TV personality. In real-life, the couple have had some widely publicised marital problems, but listening to him speak, he couldn't stop gushing about her and how he had planned a special surprise for her when the plane took off.
He'd arranged for fireworks to go off and spell her name in the sky, but when the plane left the runway, the fireworks malfunctioned and it didn't work. He looked visibly upset and angry.
However, while most women would've still appreciated the effort, she seemed very cold and dismissive of him. I was puzzled as to why as she had already publicly forgiven him for his indiscretions and worked through their problems, so I couldn't figure out why she was so harsh on him.
Later in the journey I found myself sitting next to her acting as an unofficial counsellor/therapist.
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