Last night I dreamt...

I am coming back to this several weeks after I the night when I dreamt this: I dreamt that I was at a bakery and someone (my mom?) had said that I should apply for a job there, because I needed a job.

But this bakery was very far from my home. Over an hour.

But I was there, right? I was there because I had given someone a ride. To a funeral, I think.

So I decided to apply for the job. I could always decline, if offered, right?

So I came in and I announced to one of the teen-aged staff, I am here to interview for the job.

And the teenager acted deaf. She didn't want me to get the job.

So when I saw the manager-looking person go by, I announced, very loudly, I AM HERE TO INTERVIEW FOR THE JOB.

(this is where I am coming back to this so I am not sure of these details) I think I might not have been married?

The manager wanted me to work one day a week ten hours.

There were dead bodies with braille IDs on them.