Green Beans in my Purse

I am in the cafeteria across from the Capitol where we eat every day during the legislative session. The line is super long and when I finally get to the front I realize that the Commissioner of the Department of Corrections (basically the head of all the prisons in Georgia) is working at the food booth as part of this "giving back for the holidays" program. He is wearing one of those puffy white chef hats, a Bill Cosby sweater (probably because he's always reminded me of BC is real life) and an exasperated expression.

When I get up to place my order he says to me, "Sara, please just take this broccoli pizza I accidentally made, I'm so behind with the orders." I agree, I'll eat the shit out of some broccoli pizza! When I get to the part of the line where I am served my food I am handed green beans with an Asian, sesame sauce in a wax paper bag - like the kind french-fries usually come in. I like those too so hey, no problem.

A little while later I am outside and ready to eat. I look in my purse and it seems I put the green beans in there. They spilled all over everything and the inside of my bag is covered in sesame sauce. Its a big mess but boy it smells great.

The panic of work dreams

I hate a work dream. I used to have them all the time back in my days of working in ye ole pizza shoppe. One time I was sound asleep, it was like 9am after a long night out or maybe I worked the night before. I'm usually an early to rise type so I must have been up late to still be sound asleep at 9. Well the phone rang and rang and I reached over and groggily answered it "Fellini's Pizza". The minute I said it i realized what I had done and of course it was my boss. I remember I was having a work dream and then it morphed into real life and the boss was calling to see if I could come work. And of course I never lived that one down. Last night I had a work dream- a very vivid one. But this time it wasn't for MY work! I was dreaming that I was sleeping (funny huh?) and I dreamt I woke up in a panic because Olivia got her schedule wrong. Oh no! She's on a mini vacation and she has to work the busser shift tomorrow! CRAP! In my dream I was frantically trying to get in touch with her to let her know to come home early but I could never reach her so I ended up going in to Savage Pizza to work for her so she wouldn't get fired or yelled at. I'm that good of a friend.
I'm not sure if dreamt is really a word but I dreamt horribly and now I'm having work dreams for other people?!!! No! Make it stop!