Two Pronged Dream Attack

Last night was a dual dream kind of night.

• The first dream basically had me lounging on the couch watching TV at home. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone starring at me through the side window next to my front door. Normally, this window is covered by a curtain, but the curtain was missing. The guy was an older guy, relatively handsome, with silver hair and no facial hair, but a bit of scruff. I was kind of freaked out, so I stood up, looked right out the window, and pointed at him. He seemed unfazed. So, I rushed toward the door, flinging it open and he started to run off. I hollered for him to stop... and I woke up.



• The second dream had me at a training course for work. At lunch, my friends ditched me and I started working on my comic book again. Getting hungry, I went to Taco Bell where I started my afternoon job. My first day apparently where the @$$hole manager handed me stacks of phone-in orders and asked me to type them into the register, while taking orders for people who walked up.
  
  It really was an impossible task. Lunchtime crowds were getting angry. My boss came up to me and told me my drawer was short over $20, which was odd since I'd not touched any money yet. He told me that this might not be working out. A group arrived for their order, which hadn't even been punched into the system yet, and said they'd have to leave if it wasn't ready. The group leader was a former boss of mine, so this embarrassed me to greatly.
  
  A child walked up to the counter and asked me for a quarter. I told him I didn't have one. He argued with me that I did. I shooed him away. Next a woman came up with a gaggle of a dozen kids of multiple ethnicities and started berating me for not giving the kid a quarter. I lost it on her, explaining how crappy this place was run, how the boss expected me to do things without training me, and how there wasn't enough staff at lunch to help everyone. She started bawling and rushed into the manager's office. I am not sure how she even knew where it was and I suspected I just blew up on a spy. I finally woke up when I had decided to just quit the place, realizing that fast food wasn't for me.