Work and the mall

Date: 9/19/2016

I was working in my old job at the farm, and my mom was working there too. She was getting worked up that we weren't going to get paid for the holidays. I told her the regular payroll would be out on time but almost none of the farm workers ever got holiday bonuses, even if other employees did. My grandmother (who is dead, but not in the dream) took me aside and told me that the owners son (he doesn't have a son) has PTSD and that makes his behavior okay, right? I said no, I'm glad I'm able to understand where he's coming from and what he's been through, but it doesn't justify treating his employees unfairly. We all walked off through some buildings over really slippery sidewalks. Next we were walking through the mall with the son and he was talking about how much he wanted to get married and wanted a wife. I got the feeling he was kind of bullshitting a little. I asked him what he was looking for in a wife, and he got uncomfortable and changed the subject. I was then trying to follow everyone else out of this big store, and I got separated when I was in the bathroom. When I came out, I couldn't find the door out of the store, just doors to different parts of the store. I was running around with another girl having the same problem.