Last night I dreamed my boss asked me to write a press release about the re-opening of the original Gaiety Theatre in Leduc. I wasn’t sure what the re-opening had to do with our work, but I dutifully wrote the release. Instead of e-mailing it to news outlets, I had to carry the release to the top of a transmission tower and hang it there for broadcast.
I made the climb with no safety equipment whatsoever, but at least it was a gorgeous, sunny evening. The press release itself was framed in this metal thingamajig I had to hook to the top of the tower. That part went without a hitch; there was a hook on the tower obviously meant for the press release holder.
I was pretty amazed by the technology of the release itself; the tower radiated waves that beamed the print on the release out to recipients all over the globe. I waited around to watch the sun set, and felt guilty that I’d failed my duty to refuse unsafe work.
I didn’t experience the climb back down in my dream; I just found myself in the theatre getting popcorn and looking for a seat. It didn’t look like a lot of money had been spent on renovations, but I was happy to be there. My ran into my friend Pete in the aisle; he was carrying a giant soda, about twice the size of a 7-11 Big Gulp. The theatre was packed beyond capacity.
I was talking to Pete when suddenly everyone started screaming; they were pointing at something on the screen. I started to turn my head to see what it was, and caught a glimpse of something nightmarish and otherworldly emerging from the screen, some formless horror from beyond space and time.
I woke up at that point. I’m annoyed that I missed the movie, whatever it was.
I made the climb with no safety equipment whatsoever, but at least it was a gorgeous, sunny evening. The press release itself was framed in this metal thingamajig I had to hook to the top of the tower. That part went without a hitch; there was a hook on the tower obviously meant for the press release holder.
I was pretty amazed by the technology of the release itself; the tower radiated waves that beamed the print on the release out to recipients all over the globe. I waited around to watch the sun set, and felt guilty that I’d failed my duty to refuse unsafe work.
I didn’t experience the climb back down in my dream; I just found myself in the theatre getting popcorn and looking for a seat. It didn’t look like a lot of money had been spent on renovations, but I was happy to be there. My ran into my friend Pete in the aisle; he was carrying a giant soda, about twice the size of a 7-11 Big Gulp. The theatre was packed beyond capacity.
I was talking to Pete when suddenly everyone started screaming; they were pointing at something on the screen. I started to turn my head to see what it was, and caught a glimpse of something nightmarish and otherworldly emerging from the screen, some formless horror from beyond space and time.
I woke up at that point. I’m annoyed that I missed the movie, whatever it was.
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