When I was in my early 20s working retail, I had a dream where I was at work ringing up a customer at the register, and the register just wouldn’t cooperate.
It kept ringing up the wrong price, wouldn’t apply a discount, and worst of all was making an awful beeping sound that kept getting louder.
The customer was getting more and more upset with me, and I was starting to panic and smack at my register to get it to shut up. It worked a few times but it just kept happening…
And that’s how my sleep-deprived brain tricked me into slapping the snooze on my 5am alarm 20 times, sleeping through practically my entire shift and nearly losing my job.
When I was in my early 20s working retail, I had a dream where I was at work ringing up a customer at the register, and the register just wouldn’t cooperate.
It kept ringing up the wrong price, wouldn’t apply a discount, and worst of all was making an awful beeping sound that kept getting louder.
The customer was getting more and more upset with me, and I was starting to panic and smack at my register to get it to shut up. It worked a few times but it just kept happening…
And that’s how my sleep-deprived brain tricked me into slapping the snooze on my 5am alarm 20 times, sleeping through practically my entire shift and nearly losing my job.
This sounds like the beginning of the Martin Short Dennis Quaid movie innerspace , did you see that recently before the dream