So, the other night I have this dramatic, WTF, nightmare…
I’m at work, and my Boss get’s this email discussing how one of our coworkers has died and we need to remove his name from the org chart. WTH??? The guy in question is such a sweetheart! I can’t believe he’s dead and the only thing they can focus on is taking his name off the org chart! What kind of A-Holes am I working for???
I do some more research and it turns out the guy was on a vacation with his girlfriend and came into contact with something (in a cabin?) that caused him to have a severe allergic reaction which sent him into cardiac arrest. He never had a chance. L
I woke up completely devastated. But then other things in my awake day distracted me and I completely forget about the dream.
*wait for it…*
Back in awake land, I’m walking to the Café with another coworker and who do I see walking up the hallway? Yep! It’s Dead Guy! My entire dream came back to me full force! I was in the middle of gabbing about something (most likely my Mother related) and I went completely silent. This brought social awkwardness to a whole new level for me. How does one greet, acknowledge, not run at in dramatic movie fashion and throw oneself into Dead Guy’s arms? Obviously a tearful “Oh thank Gods you’re alive!” was out of the question. There he was, Dead Guy walking, and all I could do was walk closer to him in a painful, awkward silence.
I did manage to squeak out a “hello” in passing and then as soon as he was out of earshot, I immediately informed my other co-worker of how my evil brain had offed him the night before. Luckily, she knows me…