What a dream.

I have a new exciting routine in the morning. I get up at six and go pee, turn on the laptop,then sleep in another half hour. So, it's like hitting the snooze button only it's more productive.
This morning when I woke up I remembered the dream I had been having. I was applying for a job in a posh restaurant. So posh in fact that it had Tom Brokaw as a greeter. Not even a greeter. He just walked around talking to people and smiling. There were a lot of top shelf celebs there. (mixed metaphor I know!) I don't remember the others. I was too awed at seeing Tom Brokaw.
The manager was a hot woman who seemed very interested in hiring me. She looked all over for a table that was not occupied so we could sit down to talk. She found one at last, tore me away from staring at TB, and she sat in the booth where there was another hot chick sitting already. They looked ready to conduct an interview. I stood, was not going to sit until motioned to do so...
The manager was sitting with her legs spread wide and motioned for me to sit between them. She patted the booth. I was dumbfounded. I looked at the other person who just smiled.
The manager insisted and so I did sit there, and felt an instant, deep attraction to her. But, my rear end was sliding off the booth so she had to put her arms around me to hold me up on the seat. I was burning with desire at that point and turned and we kissed, which is of course when the alarm (cell phone) went off. I rolled my eyes at the heavens. I was burning with rage when I got up out of bed. Why couldn't that dream have progressed just a few minutes longer?
I laughed at myself all day, being mad at the universe for waking me from that dream.