I had more dreams last night but now I only remember barely part of one dream.
This dream took place during the day at a fictional more modern nicer looking version of The BP Library that had small windows along the top of the walls that provided more natural light inside the building which was nice.
I was there working, the previous day my coworker Mr. JM had adjusted some settings with our Xerox printer that involved setting the printer to try to automatically detect the paper size and paper type, but the next day (probably Saturday morning) when I was there working in The IT Department alone things did not work out like he had expected.
My coworkers who were library clerks, like my female coworkers JB and DC and RB et cetera, kept calling me to report problems with the printer not detecting the correct paper size or paper type so I would have to manually adjust this each time for patrons.
While dealing with this I was also trying to figure out which printer settings I should adjust if any to fix this, and I was also juggling with various other work issues in my mind that I was trying to figure out.
At some point a fictional coworker approached me telling me that I needed to focus on more urgent matters, I only partly agreed with them, but then I woke up.
I had this dream after work when not getting enough sleep all week as usual finally caught up with me, and I went to sleep for maybe an hour or two on the living room couch.
I had another work dream where I was working at a fictional version of The BP Library again, this time my dad was there helping to fix something, and he was standing on a chair or something as some of my coworkers and I helped him.
I was also dealing with printer problems again, this time there was some kind of printer problem involving individual printer profiles for users, and if a user had a certain type of profile that was the same as the default printer profile then something would go wrong; and so I was also trying to figure this issue out.
The director of The BP Library Mrs. EC was there with us, I remember her bringing something that my dad needed to fix whatever he was trying to fix, and she said that my uncle CE had brought it here for her to give to my dad.
She also gave me some money that was meant for either my dad and / or my uncle CE for bringing that item, and I thanked her; but I woke up.