Toothless Allison, Get Me Out!

Date: 8/23/2020

We were coming back to the facility for the last day. We pulled into the parking garage, a familiar woman was putting identifiers on all the ... clients? That was me, so we stopped and rolled down the window. Even though I was on my way to leave, I let her do it. She wrote some kind of long sequence of letters/numbers on that sort of off-white tape that's used to make labels for things often like in restaurants, then tore it off and went to stick it to me. Julian(?) said something like 'you're just gonna let her pull out all your hairs like that?" and I shrugged. She stuck if lengthwise along the underside of my right upper arm, from near my elbow to near my armpit. Immediately as we started walking away (car disappeared?), my mom(?) said something about "time to go check you out of here" and the lady that labeled me was like "oh, what??" I shrugged again and tore off the label and threw it away lol. The doors kept being locked or the paths otherwise blocked, and I kept having to do weird stuff like jumping/climbing around on stuff or shimmying around stuff to get past. We finally got there, apparently to Allison's office. I knocked on the door, waited a brief sec, then opened it. Allison looked surprised and concerned and got to to come to the door. I didn't enter the room cuz I wasn't sure if she was busy or something. The floor outside her office door was basically a very narrow walkway with no railing made of that blue safety gym mat stuff, and sloping somewhat away from the door. I was prone and kept sliding toward the edge, and it was a three story drop down to concrete, so I kept grabbing at the threshold around the floor at the door and readjusting my grip and pulling myself back up. I said something like "this seems dangerous out here," and she said something like "yeah people wouldn't stop just dropping by so we had to make the floor like that to deter people from doing that." I realized that it was very irresponsible for me to have come to see her because she's immune compromised and covid is still spreading. I didn't say anything about that, but I tried to back up and face away as much as I could manage. Allison was kind of hiding behind the door asking us what was up. She was missing several of her normally visible front teeth, and maybe more in the back haha, and she spoke with this cute lil speech impediment because of it. At one point while we were talking, her colleague walked past to her own office and commented on how adorable Allison was before unlocking her own door and going inside. I figured Allison was probably sick of hearing that. So anyway I said "did you send in that letter of support for me getting out of here?" She was like "I gave it to you a while back!" I was bewildered by this claim and tried hard to remember that, but then she said "oh.. actually, did I not? Oh damn I completely forgot, I'm sorry!" I said it's okay no big deal. I assumed she was going to give it to me shortly there, but I woke up.