Last Night’s TV Watching Dream

Last night, I dreamt that was watching a cop show on television. All of the detectives wore red vests. I was upset because I thought one of the detectives was going to get killed before the show ended. That’s all I remember about the dream. Hopefully, the detective survived.

(Of course, wearing a red vest is not exactly the best way to be inconspicuous while investigating crimes.)

Last Night’s Office Dream

It’s been a long while since I shared a dream here on this site.  I’ve been having them.  It’s just that they haven’t really been that interesting and there’s only so many times that I can write about having a dream where I’m back in college and I can’t remember my class schedule.

I know that I had a very long and involved dream last night.  I know it but I can’t really remember much about what happened, which sucks.  I always tell myself that I need to use the pen and paper that I keep on the nightstand to write down my dreams as soon as I wake up but when it’s dark and you’re drowsy and you’re panicking as you try to figure out if you accidentally fell asleep with your contacts in, it’s easy to forget to jot down what you were just dreaming.  I often find myself saying, “I’ll be sure to write it all down later.”  Of course, dreams tend to disappear quickly unless you get them down immediately.

I do know that, in last night’s dream, I had just started working at the receptionist at Dunder Mifflin.  That’s right.  I basically dreamed that I was a character on The Office and that I was the new receptionist.  I know that all of the characters from The Office were in my dream — Dwight, Jim, Toby, Pam, Michael, Kevin, Angela, Oscar, Creed, the whole group — and they all behaved just like they did on the show.  So, fear not — it didn’t turn into a nightmare where Michael Scott was trying to kill me or something.  Instead, it was just an episode of The Office starring me.  I think I even talked to the camera at one point.  I guess it’s about as close as my dreams are ever going to get to being fanfic.

Why did I have this dream?  I’ve been watching The Office on Netflix and and I’ve been reading a book about the show.  In other words, no deep symbolism.  It’s just Netflix working on my subconscious.

I wish I remembered more about the dream.  I know I was in a good mood when I woke up.

Last Night’s Saved By The Bell Dream

Last night, I dreamed that I was a teenager in high school again.  I was at my house (and, in the dream, it was even the house where we lived when I was in high school) and all of my friends from the drama club were there.  We were talking about putting on a play that I had written.  Some of them were upset that I was not only the writer and the director but that I had given myself the lead role as well.  They kept complaining that I had given all of the good lines to myself.

“Well,” I said, “if you want a good line, write your own damn play.”

Mostly to shut them up, I then turned on the TV.  Simon Cowell appeared on the screen, singing the Saved By The Bell theme song.  However, this was the extended version of the song, which meant it had verses that we had never heard before.

At one point, Simon sang, “We all know gwam means lame/I’m saved by the bell….”

My friends and I looked at each other and said, “Gwam?”

On the TV, Simon repeated, “We all know gwam means lame/ I’m saved by the bell….”

“This is going in the play,” I said.

And that’s when I woke up.

Last Night’s Reality TV Dream

Last night, I dreamed that I was sitting in the lobby of an old dormitory with a large group of people.  We were all annoyed because we had been told that we weren’t allowed to speak to each other.  Some people would break the rules by whispering to each other but I kept quiet because I didn’t want to get in trouble.

Suddenly, this woman carrying a clipboard stepped into the lobby and told us to follow her.  She led us to a huge cafeteria, where we all sat down at a long table.  I noticed that there were TV cameras all over the place and I suddenly remembered that we were all contestants on Survivor.  However, instead of filming the season on a beach, we were filming it in a deserted dormitory.

The woman with the clipboard announced that this was tribal council and that we needed to decide who we wanted to vote out of the dorm.

We all sat there silently.

“You can speak now,” she said.

And that’s when I woke up.