Weird Dreams.....

[Kisa]

Lately, I've been having these really weird as hell dreams and I decided I'm going to start posting them and allow others to post odd dreams or possible explinations for said odd dreams.

I'll start with this one:

It started with me punching into work and sitting on a tall stool in front of the food line. Instead of making tacos and burritos and such, I had to make the food into a work of art as requested. I was sculpting with food..... After I finished, I would put it on a food tray and call out the order number. Soon, I got an order for a custom sculpture of a naked anime character. I went up and informed the teen girl that there is an extra charge for nudity and all custom items take an extra 6 hours. She blew up saying she wanted to eat his dick now and whatnot and she was going to marry him someday so it shouldn't matter. I kept stating the facts that it was the rules, I had to follow them no matter what. A coworker of mine jumped in and said if she wanted to marry him, she should be willing to pay the extra money for this. She kept going on and on about how she was to be his bride and all this vulgar crap until I woke up.

Wtf???

[Amusement Gal]

Watch any bad anime lately? That'll cause tons of nightmares with all the fangirl-fuel. Interesting combination though! I once had a dream that involved me being Link from LoZ, and shooting zombies. Woke up thinking, "Arrows really don't work well on zombies, do they?". Most of my dreams are usually chase ones, so getting something different is refreshing every once in a while.

[Kisa]

I has another one:

It staretd with me at work (ooohh fun!). I punched in and started making food when the DM came up to me and said she had transferred me to another store. I asked her when I started? She said right now and we had to leave right that second. I got in a long stretch limo where the DM gave me my new uniform and ordered me to change in back. It was a Wendy's uniform... I was transferred from Taco Hell, to Wendy's. She told me to relax, i'll do fine. I did not do fine. I was lost, confused, clueless, and no one would talk to me to help me out. I told DM what was happeneing and requested to be sent back to my old store. She refused saying BossMan didn't deserve me.

I wasn't in the mood to argue, so I kept trying. Now, customers, the manager, and the employees are all yelling at me for screwing up so much. After informing DM that i was sick of being yelled at, no one will help me and BossMan does deserve me and I'm going back no matter what she thinks, I walked out. I expected to walk out onto the sidewalk but I walked out into a hotel. The hotel was infinate and monotenous. No signs to help me, no landmarks to map out, nothing. Eventually, I just started randomly opening doors in hope that one will lead somewhere different. Behing one door was TowelKing laying in a bed in the middle of the room. He told me to come take a nap and relax but I refused saying I had to go to work. Taking hold of my wrist, he tried to pull me into bed while I explained that I was running late for work. Just then, the blankets reached out and started grabbing at me, threatening to smother me. Being claustrophobic, I freaked out, wrenched my arm free, and took off.

I walked for what seemed like hours until I saw a break in the wall, a balcony overlooking the front door. Problem was, I was 5 floors too high. So off I went in search of an elevator. Hours later still, I found an elevator and hopped in. The elevator attendant asked which floor in a rude and snappy tone thick with "I'm having a shitty day, tell me the damn floor so I can go home". I stuttered a bit until I found my voice and said, "ground floor". He sounded so farmiliar, so I craned my neck and bent over, straining to see his face. It was a coworker of mine who picks on me like crazy (I'll call him JerkFace).
Me: Omg! JerkFace, it's me, Kisa!
JF: *ignoorree*
Me: Hellooo! JerkFace, it's Kisa!

He kept ignoring me and I kept trying to get his attention insisting that he knows me telling him we work together. He turned his back to me further which pissed me off so bad, I grabbed his collar and pulled him on his butt. I then sat on his lap, facing him and angrily insisted he look at my face and remember because he has to remember me. He finally admits he remembers, but he never wanted to know me. That did it. I punched him in the chest and called him an asshole(he really is). Quickly, he added that he had liked me for a long time and knows I will never feel the same so he gave up and switched jobs. I kissed him. (WTF Why did I do that?! In real life, this guy makes me want to rage and destroy shit!) Suddenly, the floor fell out and I landed in a white room, alone. Soon, others fell into the white room with me. One wall peeled away and showed a force field with Dr. House on one side holding a gun and a cuffed man on the other. House was pacing with his cane and seemed to be interrogaiting him until he slipped and the gun went sliding into the criminal's hands. Grinning, he snatched the weapon and shot me in the side. He tried to squeeze off a second shot, but he was pinned by burly guards and the gun was wrenched from him. I came-to on a gurney being rushed to an ambumalnce with JerkFace calling to wait because he knows me but the paramedic said I was loosing too much blood and needed immediate medical care. Then, I woke up.

[bhskittykatt]

That....that is a good one, with Dr. House. That's a really random, f***ed up dream. Don't worry, I get dreams like that, too.

The last really weird dream I had, I dreamt I had somehow ended up in a contract where I'd agreed to let a couple former acquaintances kill and eat me at a certain date. I then decided I did not want to be eaten, and spent the rest of the dream trying to figure out how to get out of the contract.