Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 9/18/2017
By m3rbabe
So I was the customer service clerk at this grocery store and I was literally brand new to the job, all by myself, didn't know jack about the job. It all started with this woman who apparently paid too much for a composition notebook and basically wanted one for free, but then it turned into that she wanted money and as I was trying to figure out what the fuck she wanted, this group of annoying ass teenage girls comes over to the desk and start basically making the situation worse, as if I knew what the hell was going on, then these girls start to check themselves out on the other register at my station and I didn't even care cause screw them and I was swamped, there were so many people. Then these two guys come over and are like we'd like to buy some batteries and I'm looking for these batteries and the one guy is like "how many batteries can a single father claim?" And I'm like what the actual fuck are you talking about? But they must have been there earlier because they grab two bags behind me and dip and I was like ok lol. Then this old Mexican man comes in ( and I say this because he literally told me he was Mexican in my dream) and is like "how are you? Oh you're so helpful!" And I'm thinking yea fucking right I've basically let everyone at this point steal from the store, and he's like "my car broke down in the parking lot and I need help" and I'm like ain't no fucking way I'm going out there with you. I hate dreams about working