Saturday the 14th (start of a new franchise)

I haven't written anything here in awhile, so how about a dream? I just woke up five minutes ago. I was working in a temp job where I reported to a dingy backroom somewhere with a lot of clutter and an old computer screen on a workbench. My boss was a guy who always wore a welding mask, so I thought he was old, but then he lifted it up and he was half my age. He was a good guy, I felt. I don't remember my job there, but they sent me over to be a cashier at some kind of electronics parts store. This store confused me when I went in, and I got in a checkout line like I was a customer. I think it was like Sam's Club for both commercial and consumer electronic parts. I was in long line, and I was eating some chunks of pineapple. A short woman in line in front of me, said, "Hey, can I have some of that coconut?" just as I put the last hunk of pineapple in my mouth. I didn't chew it yet, and she persisted, so I said, "Do you want this one." She nodded yes, so I took it out of my mouth (even though I have a sore throat, in real life) and gave it to her and she ate it. I said something, admiring her lack of squeamishness. Then I reached the customer help window, but I had no idea what I was to do there, so I left. But somehow I worked in the store all day as a cashier, though I don't remember it.

Later, at 4 p.m., I reported back to my boss with the welding mask. I was to work until 4:30, so I was trying to kill time until then. I went out on a little errand in the neighborhood. This was a small town, very quiet and residential, no people on the street. I came to an intersection, and there was an Asian woman standing there absently. Then I heard what sounded like a gunshot, though I thought it might be a firecracker. I heard another, and then glass breaking, as if someone shot out a window. The Asian woman became suddenly terrified, said "They're shooting," or something like that, and ran off in the other direction. Then I was afraid, and I started running across backyards, and I kept seeing someone duck out behind houses somewhere in front of me, who I presumed was the person who was shooting. I kept trying to get away from him, but I wasn't able to. I was terrified. That's when I woke up, from what I would describe as a nightmare, even though it's daytime and there was nothing about horses.