i've sold my waking life for minimum wage, and they've got my dreams for free

So one peaceful saturday night ( or at least it seemed that way when i laid my head on my pillow ) i drifted off into a nice deep sleep.
Waking up several hours later. I had to go to work. I got dressed and i headed out the door
as soon as i stepped into my place of buisness. imediatly i saw the place was packed and i had to take over 2 tables of 8 and 5 tables of 4 right off the bat.
I was rushing around trying to take everybodys drink orders and during the hustle i forgot to ring in a couple tables food orders.
I eventually forget which cup and which order belongs with which table. and i get so overwhelmed when my supervisor comes over i start to cry. " katie, i need help"

*POOF*

I wake up...yep....10 minutes before my alarm clock goes off ( so i cant even go back to sleep) notifying me today is a beautiful new morning. and telling me yes, i was forsure asleep and right now is in fact saturday morning

*groan* are you freakin serious? did I just dream up that whole day at work. and i didnt get paid for it?

now to end. i can finally relate with that quote from waking life


Did you ever have a job that you hated and worked real hard at? A long, hard day of work. Finally you get to go home, get in bed, close your eyes and immediately you wake up and realize... that the whole day at work had been a dream. It's bad enough that you sell your waking life for minimum wage, but now they get your dreams for free




oh just so you guys can laugh at me a little bit more, my day proceeding that dream was a very...very busy day as well. mind you not quite as busy as my dream. but it made it that much worse