I am not sure if this is one or two dreams from last night.
All that I can remember of this dream or these two dreams from last night is that I remember sitting in the back seat of an automobile (maybe a van or sport utility vehicle or truck) on the right side during the day.
In the driver’s seat and front passenger’s seat were two men with light-color skin who were probably fans of mixed martial arts, they were probably talking about mixed martial arts and things like that, and they were probably dressed like how some mixed martial arts fans dress (wearing Tapout (clothing brand)-like clothing and hats and maybe they had a few tattoos but I can not remember).
The men were waiting for some other people to arrive because they were going to drive us to an event in another city or country, probably a mixed martial arts event but I am not sure, and I remember a city or country being mentioned (maybe a city in Russia or a city in South Africa, but I can not remember).
As we were waiting two thin women with light-color skin with long yellow hair who looked like college students who just want to have some fun, jumped into the back seat to the left of me, because it seemed that the two men were letting anyone ride with them to the event.
The two women were excited and were talking a lot, at some point the two men started talking about the mixed martial artist Ronda Rousey, and one of the women started to say negative things about Mrs. Rousey talking about her last two fights that she lost.
As she was saying bad things about Mrs. Rousey, Ronda Rousey actually walked over to the automobile and she got in, and she sat in the front (either the very front or second row in front of us) on the right passenger’s side.
It seemed that Mrs. Rousey was one of the people the two men were waiting on, we did not leave though, and so I assume that they were still waiting on at least one more person to arrive before we leave to the event.
Mrs. Rousey joined the conversation about her, as the two men asked her various questions, and the woman continued to say bad things about Mrs. Rousey like: saying that she was terrible, that she was washed up, that she should retire, that she is old news, that know one cares about her anymore, et cetera.
Mrs. Rousey was not having any of that and the woman and her started arguing, the two men joined in to defend Mrs. Rousey and warn the woman to stop, but the woman did not stop.
So I remember the two men threatening to kick the woman out of the automobile and / or they did kick her out of the automobile, I can not remember, I just remember the woman begging them to not kick her out of the automobile and I remember the men saying that she should have thought about that before running her mouth.
But that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream or of this dream.
The next part of the dream or the next dream that I remember also took place during the day, and this time I was riding on a bus with other people (adults, maybe some young adults, and maybe even some kids but I do not remember seeing the people from earlier in the dream or in the first dream) on my way back to the city or country I had left from.
It seemed that we were probably returning from an event in another city or country, maybe the event that we were about to leave to in the earlier part of the dream or in the first dream but I am not sure, and maybe they were going to drop me and / or us off at the library (maybe The BP Library where I work as a shelver) but I am not sure.
Once again I was sitting on the right side but this time more toward the middle or close to the back, during the ride I remember a woman who kept glancing at me, and she was sitting on the left side further up from me.
We kept glancing at each other every so often making brief eye contact, I wondered why she kept glancing at me, and she seemed to probably know me and it seemed that she probably wanted to say something to me but was too cautious or shy to say something first.
The woman looked familiar but she was too far away for me to get a good look at her, she somewhat looked like what my former female classmate CW might look like now or in the future, and so I wondered if that was her.
I was also being cautious so I did not say anything to her, we both seemed to be waiting for the other to say something first or to recognize the other first, and so I was trying to decide what I should do and when.
There was another woman or a young woman with light-color skin with very long brown hair who looked like a patron who I see sometimes at The BP Library who also probably shyly glanced at me several times, she was sitting on the right side either in front of me or two seats in front of me, and she seemed to be very quiet and shy.
This caught my attention as I was trying to decide what to do about the other woman who kept glancing at me, and then the second woman or the young woman dropped something on the floor almost under my seat.
The second woman or the young woman nervously glanced and smiled at me, and she started crawling on the floor under the seat in front of me and partly under my seat trying to find what she had dropped.
I bent down to try to get her attention to see if she needed help finding whatever she had dropped, she probably shook her head no nervously and shyly in embarrassment, and she continued searching at a hurried pace because she knew that she had my attention now.
I tried to turn my attention to the first woman while also paying attention to the second woman or the young woman, in case she needed help and out of curiosity, but then a landline phone inside the bus rang so I or someone else answered it.
I remember having the phone and I heard a slow somewhat robotic female voice on the other end, and she asked me about what music I liked.
I probably asked her some questions and she said that she was asking because they were going to the library to maybe sell some music product(s) or something like that, and I could not tell if it was a recording or a real woman or a bot.
Either way it was clearly a telemarketer, and I was not interested and I was not going to give her any or much information about myself.
There were odd pauses during the brief conversation, and at some point I said that I was not interested and that was the end of this phone call but I woke up.