Went out in public with no pants on (crippling embarrassment)

Date: 9/30/2019

I was going to my internship and also a job interview, but I basically was dressed as I dress for bed, in just a T-shirt and panties. I remember I was specifically wearing the panties I'm wearing now, and my T-shirt went from the shirt I got at my cousin's PKD walk to this green T-shirt, which I tried to cover my panties with when I got inside the interview, trying to rationalize that this was a casual environment since there were kids, but I was still so embarrassed, and I just wanted to go buy pants. I was with my mom, walking into the building. I didn't have my walker with me, and I had to hold her arm for support. I could see my reflection through the glass door, and I think that's when I discovered I was wearing no pants. I was self-conscious not just about that, but my gait as I watched my awkward, jerky, wobbly steps. I also hated that I had to hold onto my mom. This might have stemmed from my mom's comment about how the tractor driver at the farm we go to for berries and pumpkins recognized us because we're there every year, and she said, "we're probably memorable. He's thinking, 'here's this lady with these giant boobs who always has to help this girl walk.'" She was insulting herself, but I also felt self-conscious, and now I know I cannot go anywhere in public without my walker anymore. I brought it with me when we went out Friday night, but my mom said she'd just help me walk down the hill to get to the picnic table we were sitting at. Her rationale was I wasn't going to be doing any walking really once we sat down, so it wasn't worth getting my walker out of the trunk. I'm not gonna take that anymore. I am an adult, and I can make decisions myself. And I'm not going out in public without my walker anymore. Anyway, got on a tangent there. So, in the dream I remember watching someone else's interview where she basically got the job. I looked at her cover letter, which also looked like a resume because there were bullet points and a black border around them. They listed her qualifications. Reading them, I realized I wasn't qualified for the job. It involved working directly with kids with intellectual disabilities, which I had no experience in. I guess there was more than one opening of the same position because I was still going to be interviewed. I remember being hired on the spot at my call center job, but that's not surprising because there were multiple positions. If there's only one position you wait to interview all qualified applicants, which again I was not, so I don't know how I got an interview, before making a decision of who to hire. They didn't really interview me, but just gave me a tour of the place, and I saw the kids, some older. I felt overwhelmed like I couldn't do this. Then I was sitting at a desk in this leather chair. I was at my internship, although it didn't look like it, waiting for my mom to pick me up. I just wanted to go get pants, and that's what we did. The last things I remember before waking up (I think I was half awake) was thinking about writing down this dream. Then I remember hearing the measurement 1 1/8 tsp of either salt or pepper, and that it was just a pinch, so I pictured a pinch of it between my fingers.