Professional Development

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I went to bed too late so I did not get enough sleep but I did sleep well, I feel that I had one or more interesting dreams that I can not remember that possibly involved a woman who was older than me and maybe one dream about studying a language (probably French) using Duolingo (which I have been doing again in the real world for about a week now, I am trying to study French again but I may try Spanish and / or Esperanto again, but I will probably give up again as usual; but feel free to give Duolingo a try and feel free to send me (John Jr’s Duolingo Profile) a friend invite, a bit of competition / cooperation might be enough to help prevent me from giving up as usual), but now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.

All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that I was looking at a row of shelves of books and magazines et cetera along a wall in a book store and / or library-like place, I am not sure if I was working there or what was going on before this, I just know that I probably looked at some other shelves before this where I probably saw some video games and DVDs et cetera; and maybe I saw some of my coworkers from The BP Library.

I remember looking at this last row of shelves because we, my coworkers and I, needed to pick something to do for our professional development (in the real world we have to do 1 hour of professional development every month).

As I looked at the shelves trying to decide what to pick I noticed that some of the items on the shelves were pornographic oddly, it was only a small portion that were pornographic, and I remember thinking that was strange and out-of-place and obviously not something that we could do our professional development on.

I could not decide what to pick for my professional development, my supervisor Mrs. JM saw me struggling to decided, and so she walked over to me with two or more white sheets of paper that was a list of items that we could choose from for our professional development.

My supervisor Mrs. JM let me look over the list, the text was black and the words were real words that I could read, and I noticed that there was a 4 part course that had zombie in the name and my supervisor Mrs. JM told me that the zombie course was one of the newest courses that we could choose from but it was the shortest so we had to do at least 2 parts of the course to complete our professional development for this month.

I decided to glance at part 1 and part 2 of the zombie course which was on the shelves in the form of very short books or booklets, they were so short that I finished reading part 1 and I was almost finished reading part 2 when my supervisor Mrs. JM returned to see if I had picked a course yet.

I told her that I decided to pick the zombie course because it was so short and I could not decide what to do, I had no idea what zombies had to do with our jobs but I did not really care because the course was so short and I just wanted to be done with the professional development for the month, and I was almost done reading part 2 of the course as I was talking with my supervisor Mrs. JM but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr