Thursday, December 9

only in my dreams

So this morning i awoke to the sound of pounding on my door. it was the guy with room service breakfast. now this isn't something i indulge in often, but it seems the days that i do are also the days that i accidentally sleep in. so the pounding woke me from a dead sleep. in a minute, i'll explain how badly they ripped my off for breakfast. but before that, i'll explain the ridiculous dream sequence.

First, in my dream, all of the dogs I've known (even those in doggie heaven) were running around. So that was super cool. I got to see Copper and Molly and Liesl (PhD's recently departed pooch). Then, I was at some banquet, but we were all sitting on these benches (like park benches) and who comes up to sit next to me but DB. And we sit there acting like we are terse acquaintances and I suddenly dump water all over her legs. She had a skirt on, so it didn't wreck her clothes or anything...I just poured water on her shoes and legs.
DB: What are you doing? [yes, she would really say that with an attitude]
Me: It's the least I can do for all of the kindness you've lavished on me.
DB: Well look at the job you have now. You wouldn't have that...
Me: Funny, I know what you are going to say and you can shut your trap. I would've found out about this job whether or not I worked for you and I would've taken it whether or not I worked for you. You do not factor in to my current success.
DB: You were always so difficult.
Me: Not half as difficult as you.
So then she gets up and walks to another bench, where she sits down and proceeds to glare at me from afar.

And then the room service guy woke me up. And I felt better having doused her with water. Not that it will ever happen, but if it happened in my dreams, that's good enough for me.

For room service, I got a bowl of granola (because i love cereal for breakfast and never find good ones when I'm traveling) and coffee. For $6.00, they serve me one of those little boxes of cereal. These folks are making a killing. But at least they woke me up. Otherwise, I'd be screwed right now, well, not screwed, just asleep.

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