Date: 13-August-2007, 06:20 Subj: $8 for water?! Filter:    Public Tags: dreams

This dream plays on a lot of actual real memories.

I parked my car a ways down from the corner store. I had just bought a bottle of water, but I wanted a second. "You don't need a second," *she* said, but I protested with, "but I want one."

I go inside the store, passing a scruffy dirty blond guy in a red shirt smoking a cig. It's changed a bit since I was there as a child, and a bit more since I last visited it in my dreams. There's a new person behind the counter, slightly chubby, brunette. I found where they stocked the water and grabbed a 20 oz bottle. He rang it up. "8.34", he told me.

I looked at him and looked at the bottle of water. "It's just the water I'm getting."

"It's $8."

"You've got to be kidding me." I reached in my purse and put a lot of change on the counter. If he's going to charge that much, I thought, then he can count it out himself.

Two handfuls of change were in my purse, and the $10 bill. [Less change, but an exact account of what was in my purse this morning.] I hid the 10.

He counted all my change, gave me a stack of dollar bills. "Really?" I said, wondering if I really had that much change in my purse.

I saw a childhood friend and 2 other guys that looked like they could be his brothers or cousins in the store. [This guy actually only has a younger sister in waking life.] He said hello to me and I smiled back. He then alerted me that I had a "bat in the cave." I thank him, and walked out of the store, clearing my nose as I left.

Where's my car?

I looked at where I knew I had parked my car and places I *might* have. I walked back to the store's entrance and asked red-shirt guy, "Did you hear a tow-truck earlier?"

"Sure did."

"It's 15 minute parking. What's with that?"

"You should get them to reimburse you," he offered.

I walked back in the store. "What's the number of the tow-truck company you use?"

"What?" The cashier asked.

"The tow-truck company, What's the number?"

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"What did you just say?", my husband mumbled.

*My alarm starts going off*

Well, fuck it, I thought getting out of bed to shut off the alarm. Guess the tow-truck doesn't matter anymore.

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