A guy down the hall at work that I’ve never met (the place I work is SMALL, but we do share an office with a lot of other places) came in yesterday afternoon and asked if I had put a Diet Dr. Pepper in the fridge, because he accidently grabbed it as his own. Knowing me, you know that I answered the affirmative. He was quite apologetic and offered to replace it, but I agreed to take his Diet Coke instead. And here you thought I drank nothing else but the wonderfully bubbly stuff. I love when people are civil and humble about their honest mistakes!
I had a dream the other night that I was on SYTYCD. I was accused by one of the other contestants of being pregnant (and thus unable to dance), so I had to go to the doctor to get checked out. They apparently thought I was a threat and were trying to take me out of the competition. As you can see, I dream big! He asked me if I was experiencing any discomfort and I practically yelled, “No! Because I’m not pregnant! I’m a VIRGIN!!!” Apparently people have as hard a time of grasping that in my dream as they do in real life.
In class yesterday, we watched a whole sermon at the very end of class. Our professor passed out worksheets to use to evaluate it. I figured we would just be discussing it after, so I took some notes, mainly in a style for me to remember what I was thinking. And then I proceeded to day dream for a good 10 minutes or so of the sermon. When it finished up, conveniently as the last seconds of class escaped before us, our professor said, “Okay, just pass your papers in, and I’ll take a look at what you wrote overnight.” I froze up. While I had written stuff down, it was in no way coherent or particularly relevant without some translation by me. But I had to head out to work, so I didn’t take the time to fix it. I definitely felt like I was transported back to high school!
Wow…sounds like you’ve had a lot going on this week.
As for the last scenario…don’t you love it when your professors hand out things and then don’t explain what they want with them until AFTER the fact? I used to hate it when that would happen in college or seminary.
Well, this is a bit presumptuous, but being a college professor, don’t you think he might be able to figure out your notes? Incoherent or not, unless it’s in some ancient language that he doesn’t read, he should be able to make heads or tails out of it, right?
You’ve been dreaming a lot, it seems – both in your sleep and in day form – LOL. Do you dream often? Is there a pattern to your dreams? Do you dream more when stressed, worried, or relaxed?
I hardly ever dream, hence the questions.
There were times I would have to hand in blank sheets of paper because they didn’t specify that they’d be collecting them! So embarrasing.
Oh, and now I forsee you will be contacted by the producers of SYTYCD, because look what happened last time you talked about a dream. :-)
Ah, the middle paragraph… I empathize there! I had a funny experience with that one time: As part of my medical examination for school, I had to go to an OB-GYN, and I’m sure everyone in the waiting room thought I was pregnant. The nurse was asking if I used birth control of any kind, and seemed shocked and very concerned when I said “no,” until I explained, “I’m a virgin; I’m just here for a check-up for school.” And I talked to one of the moms there a little, and she kept eyeing me with concern/ uncertainty until I said why I was there. All of a sudden, she smiled for real!
~Stephanie (a “lurker”) :)
@Stephanie:
Thanks for commenting! My favorite experience with that is going to the school doctor at OU and they ask you like 10x “Are you pregnant? When’s the last time you had your period?” It’s like they don’t even think it’s possible to be in college and not be sexually active!
I’m glad the professor didn’t give any funny looks. Chances are, he read your shorthand just fine. LOL
When I dream, I either remember it or I don’t. If I don’t remember it, it’s usually some deja vu thing that happens down to road (I have no way of knowing how long because I can’t remember the dream…but I remember the encounter,so I assume it’s a dream I had and just forget). They are usually encounters I have with people — just every day things, nothing mystic or dark. Very strange.
Such a great potpourri post. I love these.
It was really decent of that guy to apologize for taking your drink. I have a friend who always gets her lunch stolen at work and noone ever ‘fesses up to it. So rude.
I have dreams about being on American Idol. I’m always one of the back-up singers. It’s funny that you were being accused of being pregnant in your dream! Well, actually it’s not too funny. I bet you were really frustrated in your dream.
I break out in a cold sweat when I think about high school. Ugh.
Good luck with your grade. Maybe you could do an interpretive dance for the professor? After all, you’re THAT good! [wink]
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We really need to get to the root of your pregnancy dreams! lol
Can you dream me up pregnant and then have it happen IRL?
But not the kind I had the other night in which I was gifted pregnancy via the enemy. It was quite a dark, mysterious and disgusting dream! EEK! I think I was seconds away from a heart attack when I woke up. And I didn’t get back to sleep for THREE more hours after it!