Oh the other night....

....I had this mad dream.  I dont normally remember my dreams but this one was BIZARRE!  Any of you good at dream analysis get your mits around this one.

Ok from what I remember I was at work and I was me at work, but the building wasnt quite the same.  Anyway I was coming down a lift with a fellow colleague one that I have only seen once or twice and he was going into the lift as well pushing a trolley with boxes on it.  We went down in the lift but it was one of those really fast swishy lifts where it goes a tad bit too fast for my liking and makes your stomach go flump! (btw our works lift is actually really slow and sounds like Princess Diana).

So I get out of the lift and am walking down a corridor and look down and realise im wearing flip-flops (I dont own a pair of flip-flops!) and my shorts and scruffy t-shirt I go to bed in plus my manky cardigan.  I think to myself omg how the hell have I managed to get to work and not realised Ive been walking around all day wearing this!  Plus.... I must have needed to go the loo whilst I was asleep and when that happens I often dream about trying to find a toilet but theres always something wrong with the loo's either they have no doors to them or they are dirty or no loo paper, like my brains trying to tell me  I need to get up and go the loo but just dont do it in your sleep..haha.  OK so im walking around trying to find a loo, and where I work they have nice loos and then really skanky ones too, and I cant find the nice ones.

Im walking around and I come into a strange part of the building where I am walking into the back of what appears to be an assembly all all dark 70's style wood pannelling.  In front of me faceing away from me are rows of people all filling in little cards and putting them into index card boxes.  A lady comes up to me and says are you in this class?  and im like erm no.  I notice that one of the people filling out cards is another fellow colleague.  Anyway the lady says well your here now you might as well join in the class its bible study.  Im like urm I dont think so lady, and im getting a little arsy with her by now and shes like all sweetness and light and trying to calm me down by touching my arm etc.  The nicer she is and more she tries to calm me down the more irate im getting.  Then she stands in front of me and places her hands on my face stroking my cheeks going there there itll be ok and Im freaking out and wake up almost squealing.

Now you tell me what on EARTH was that about?