So last night I dreamed I was working at a department store much different than the one I currently work at. Much more fancy anyway.
A customer asked me something, I don't remember what but it probably wasn't an unreasonable request. And I told him to go f himself.
For some reason I didn't get fired on the spot, and the customer didn't tell a manager, but he did wait with somebody for me to leave after my shift was done.
Last thing I remember was hollering at the guy "Can't take me on one on one, huh? What a man," and waking up before the fists started flying.
A customer asked me something, I don't remember what but it probably wasn't an unreasonable request. And I told him to go f himself.
For some reason I didn't get fired on the spot, and the customer didn't tell a manager, but he did wait with somebody for me to leave after my shift was done.
Last thing I remember was hollering at the guy "Can't take me on one on one, huh? What a man," and waking up before the fists started flying.
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