The Job Civil War

Last night I remembered my last dream which involved what I will call a job civil war among business men and the dream had American English, British English, French, Italian, and Spanish language(s) in it. 😀

It started with me on my first day on some unknown job in a small upper class restaurant/bar and 50 Cent was working as a waiter/dish washer/bartender/several other things, which makes no sense, but that is how dreams are sometimes. 😀


The Job Nightmare

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Last night instead of having a nice dream I had a dream of being at my job and it was worse in my dream than in real life.

I am not sure how it really started but I remember being in a rectangular shaped work room with school desks and I was working with some of my colleagues from work, but we were doing something different from in our real jobs.

This building was divided into more departments with separate rooms than the real life building and people were even more afraid and paranoid, the women I was working with were talking in lower voices and looking around like they were being watched; which we were, like in real life there were cameras all around the building probably in every corner.

Me and Mrs. A were talking about some of our complaints about our work environment, and then the boss Mr. V (I will call him the Overlord) came in with two big men which I will call (Enforcers); The Overlord called Mrs. A and I, telling us to come here, and then he repeated a few of the complaints we had talked about.

I then realized that the cameras also had microphones and he had heard us and so him and two of his Enforcers  had come to deal with us, up to this point the dream felt more like a modern-day slave situation (depending on your definition).

It felt that we had willing applied for the jobs and could quit if we wanted too maybe, but the work environment was even worse and we even lived on the company’s property which I will explain later in the dream;  the Enforcers seemed to be there to watch, police, guard, and even deal with people (mentally, emotionally, and it was implied physically in a negative way if we made mistakes or broke rules)

The Overlord is not the owner but was more like a slave master and the owners only seemed to probably rarely come to check up on him and the company, and under the Overlord were the Enforcers and the Straw Bosses (which are just normal workers that are over each department and take orders from the Overlord and they managed their department somewhat but following the orders of the Overlord).

Anyway, Mrs. A looked very scared and I was thinking that we were going to get fired, which did not bother me much but I was worried about Mrs. A since she looked so scared; the Overlord told one of the Enforcers to lead Mrs. A somewhere and then the Overlord and the other Enforcer told me to follow them.

They lead me in a different direction than they were taking Mrs. A and they took me to another room which was another department with workers doing different jobs than my department, and in their I saw Mr. C cleaning up like in real life.

The Overlord told me that the other department may not be the right department for me so he was moving me to this new department and then he started showing me how to do one of the jobs there, it involved pouring some clear balls (it was sand like but bigger) in to water and then mixing it but the bell rung and it was break time so he told me to take a break and him and the Enforcer left.

I followed some of the other workers to another room which was a break room but I saw some other workers walking somewhere else so I followed them, and I think at this point I saw a woman my age with red hair and I asked her for directions; this is when I found out that we all lived on the company’s property in apartments.

The new workers lived in a super lower class/super poor looking apartment building that was ugly and the area outside looked dangerous, the normal workers lived in a lower class/poor looking apartment, and the Enforcers and Straw Bosses lived in a nice looking middle class looking apartment; and my guess is the Overlord probably had his own mansion and the owners probably live far away somewhere else in their own castles or something.

I was supposed to be living in the super lower class apartment building since I was a newer employee but it looked so bad and dangerous that I decided to follow the women with red hair to her apartment to see what it looked like inside, but she had already walked off, and so I could not find her but I did see the apartment building that she went into.

I decided to walk back to the main work building and explore, the building was connected to several other buildings and had many more rooms than in real life, as I explored I heard music and I found a room that was a club/bar.

It was like a club / bar from a Blade movie or something, there were red lights flashing with women dancing, people drinking, smoking, talking, eating, etc.

But it appeared that only the Enforcers and who ever all the women and other people were, were suppose to be there, at one table I saw a man with short blond hair that appeared to be the leader of the Enforcers; he looked like someone who had gotten out of jail and had committed many crimes in his life.

He was relaxing with some other Enforcers and some women, and I heard him tell one of the Enforcers to go deal with a worker that had made a lot of mistakes recently, he told him to go intimidate the person and rough the person up if necessary; the Enforcer he sent was big and dress in stereotypical country-style overalls and he had a country accent and did not seem too smart but he seemed to enjoy intimidating and roughing up people.

With all the flashing red lights and music the Enforcers did not notice me walking through the club/bar, I decided to leave out of an exit that led to the outside before they noticed me, and then I went outside.

Outside was a courtyard where some workers were taking their breaks, smoking, talking, eating, etc.

It was actually pretty nice but felt like a prison yard, and so I walked to another building, and inside it was pretty dark; I saw a lot of young adults with annoying fake vampire-like/gothic-like make-up on and clothes, and they seemed to be acting like fake vampires or something.

Some of them started to come at me like they wanted to drink my blood or something so I left out of the building, in the brief time I was in there I noticed the room was just a large room with a basketball-like floor and a stage for concerts/plays/speeches/etc.

I think there was some music and stuff in there, but I can not remember exactly since I left out so fast to avoid having to defend myself if one of the fake-vampires or whatever decided to try to bite me; I did it to protect them more than myself, because I was not afraid of them to be honest, they looked like a bunch of skinny young adults who were from wealthy families and who were bored so they felt like acting like vampires.

It was then time to go back to work so I went back to the work area and waited for some one to show me what to do, Mr. C stopped cleaning to show me the bit he knew, but there was not enough clear ball solution left so he could not show me; we then waited for a young man who looked like he was still in high school to come back from break to show me what to do.

The young man tried to figure out how to explain to me how to do a different job that involved something with wood, but he was having a hard time trying to explain it to me, and soon it was the end of the work day so we all left.

I then found the woman with red hair again and I was happy to see her again, for some reason she was one of the few things I felt positive about in the dream and I oddly found her attractive and interesting, so I wanted to get to know her better.

We walked and talked on our way to the apartment buildings, I asked to see her apartment building I think and so we went to hers I think, at some point I think I started to tell about how I was interested in getting to know her etc. but she seemed have a negative reaction to me saying that and she told me to leave; I tried to explain that their must be a misunderstanding about what I meant but she would not listen, and so I left.

I started walking toward my ugly and dangerous apartment building wondering what I had said that could have made her react like that, and I cautiously walked into my apartment but I woke up.

By the way, I have no idea what happened to Mrs. A, in the dream I worried that something worse than being fired happened to her.

The end,
-John Jr 🙂


A Fictional Country

I can not remember much of my last dream last night, but I know most of it took place in a fictional version of LC and in some super small fictional country.

I think my friend / former male classmate MT, my former male classmate JB, and I were on our way to the city of LC; I was driving.