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Catch 22 on Cloud 9
9.24.2007

Every so often, I have this dream in which I'm back working in the cash office where I worked through most of the 90s. In the dream, stuff is all screwed up: security procedures are ignored, people keep coming in and out, such as maintenance workers and other employees who have no business being there, the safe count is inaccurate, everybody's in my way, and then finally the armored car agent shows up to get our daily bank deposit, but I've been unable to prepare it, so we miss the pick-up.

Should I maybe sue somebody over this?


posted at 3:35 PM by Kevin