Passing out my Resume

Date: 9/7/2019

I'm walking out to different stores with my resume looking for a job again. The resume looks almost like a check I have to fill out certain blanks on it that also have the employers' staff it. I have to pick a person from each list of staff given to, for example, select the person that will choose my schedule. It's listed as "enemy." Inside a building where many people sleep, I find myself resting. It's like a big beach house and I feel like I've been here before. Not only is my family here, but a large number of friends of mine. Somehow, I feel like I have to move on from the beach house to somewhere else. There's a high pitched jungling when I shake my resume. Like change almost. I have a point, I sit inside of bright room on a platform, as if it's a box of wood. there are many of these stacked on top of each other in the room has an impression of almost gymnasium. I wait here with some friends of mine when we wait for further instructions from maybe my mother. I end up frustrated as we can't leave as early as I'd like to go. the walls are painted white in the ceilings are very high. It reminds me of my grandparents old house at Long Beach Island. I want to say that something involving food is holding us up. I have to leave to go somewhere else, but first I have to finish waiting for whatever I need here. I dip around the corner to use the bathroom, but I see it's taken. I wait, but what reason there is taking a while. It's a door in a little corridor up maybe two or three stairs. their bedroom doors on either side of it and a staircase between the bedroom on the left and the little staircase that leads up to the bathroom. On the other side of the bathroom door there's another bedroom. There are so many people staying here. There all about my age. At a point, I go to look at Sergi's phone (my old one) to delete Slack off of it. To my surprise, I see that I have messages from a job I forgot I had. They're from a woman who's a marketing client of mine in the dream but as soon as I go to open them, they're gone.