I had a bizarre dream last night. And it was Très Odd.
I dreamt was shopping and came across a frantic crowd grabbing up great deals on Halloween costumes. When I finally made it near the sale display, I spied the last adult getup remaining; a huge Star Wars Wookiee suit hanging high up on the wall. It was so far out of reach, I had to ask the clerk to get it down for me. Then a loudspeaker crackled overhead - announcing that the sale was time-limited and nearly over. I freaked and pleaded for him to hurry; soon I'd be charged more than the 88 cents (yes, CENTS) it had been marked down to.
After what seemed like forever, he retrieved it and I hauled the huge hairy mess to the checkout. Of course, the till I lined up for had broken down, and all the customers had to find other checkouts. I finally found one open, but I was too late; the sale was over and it rang up for it's original $ 79.99. Of course I complained... and after explaining my situation to the manager, he approved the sale price. Whoo Hoo!
Delighted with my find, I left the store dragging the huge shopping bag behind me. It was only then I realized my coat was nowhere to be found.
Crap! It was gone!
Well, I was at a store after all, so I went back in and proceeded to the Women's Outerwear department and found a cute hunter green short-cropped jacket in my size for only $8! Coolness! So I tried it on and went to the mirror to find....
I had no pants on.
And that's when I woke up.
Dammit. I didn't even get to find out if that Wookiee suit saved the day.
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