Maybe it was the 3 glasses of Pinot Grigio I chugged post dinner....or maybe it was the bag of microwave popcorn I ate right before bedtime...or maybe it's just me getting nervous over the job interview I have tomorrow morning...not sure what's to blame, but something gave me cause to have a bad dream last night.
So, in this dream, I'm at the movie theater and it's a packed house. I had to squeeze myself down a tight aisle, carrying a ridiculously large "bucket" of popcorn and 2 cans of Coke (I only drink Diet Coke). Right before I get to my seat, a kid grabbed one of my sodas out of my hand. When I sat down, I turned to him and told him to give it back. He just shook his head "no". Then I try to get his father's attention, but daddy's gone deaf and blind and just ignores me. At this point, I start to yell at the kid's Dad...he still ignores me and people in the audience are yelling at me to shut up.
Since I'm clearly a stingy bastard concerned about this child's teeth, I get out of my seat and get in this kid's face to demand my soda back. At this point, things get ugly and the little monster grabs the top of my head with both of his hands and digs his finger nails into my head. I grabbed him by the neck, and just as I'm about to strangle him, my alarm clock goes off.
Soooo not fair!
A few minutes later, I'm in the shower singing Milkshake washing my hair and I notice a sore spot on the right side of my head. Looks like I got a little bit too much into role playing during that damn dream, and I gave myself a nice little scratch on my head.
Maybe it's a good thing that I didn't strangle that kid after all, otherwise I'd probably have some interesting neck marks as well.