Otay, I had a dream that I remember, mostly anyway.
I was working as a file clerk... except that for some reason I was working in my old pediatrician's office. And they were interviewing people for a new position, and reviewing resumes, and I was eavesdropping. And the interviewees were all just saying and writing really bizarre and/or idiotic stuff, and I was trying to keep quiet and not laugh.
Then for some reason the interviewing went late into the night, and I got caught up listening and stayed the whole time, so my mom had to pick me up. And for some reason, one of my mom's friends' kids was also still at the office (albeit a lot younger than she is now), and also needed to be picked up. And furthermore, my mom had seen fit to bring the other kid's two siblings and the siblings' two friends with her. And she was driving a Volkswagon Beetle. (Which my mom has never driven...)
So we smushed all of us into the car, and tried to drive off... only to find my mom couldn't handle the car with that many people in it. (Well, duh.) So we drove to the nearest pay phone we could see, and called for a taxi to drive half of us home. And then I woke up.
Wow, what a pointless dream.
Peace & Luv, Liz