Dreaming about Walmart again

This was a couple of nights ago. I dreamed I was working at Walmart and I needed to send Kacie on her break, but I couldn't find her. I pulled her name up on my handheld to see what register she was signed onto, and there were pictures so I could actually see what the cashiers were doing. I found Kacie, and she was sleeping in a sleeping bag on a floor. I recognized the carpet as being from a local church. I decided to go find her.

I hopped in my car and drove over to the church, and sure enough, there was Kacie, as well as about fifty other people, sleeping on the floor of this church in the sanctuary. My dad, who pastored this church, was quite distraught. He had just taken this church a week or so ago and to his dismay, found it was a very hyper-pentecostal church that spent most of their time waiting for Jesus to come back, which is why they were all camped out in the sanctuary.

I spent quite some time talking to my dad about this, when suddenly my cell phone rang. It was Rosie, one of the co-managers at Walmart. She said the other CSMs were looking for me and that Rachel needed her lunch. I hadn't realized I had been gone so long, so I hightailed it back to Walmart where I found Rachel curled up in the fetal position, sobbing uncontrollably. I rubbed her back and tried to make her feel better. After she finally calmed down, she explained to me that she had a fear of abandonment. I felt terrible, leaving her at Walmart all by herself, and I promised her that I would never leave her again.

But later on, when it was lunchtime, I wanted to go to Taco Bell, and then when my lunch was over, my car wouldn't start. I was really worried about Rachel, so I tried to figure out what to do. I realized there were two ways to get back to Walmart, and that one of the ways was all downhill. I hoped that if I got a good rolling start, the inertia would carry me the rest of the way, and maybe the engine would turn over and start. It worked for awhile, but then I came up to an intersection with heavy cross traffic and I was afraid I would get squashed if I didn't stop. Unfortunately, I couldn't get my car going again after I had brought it to a stop.

Luckily, Vicki Swalls came by saw I was having car trouble. She hitched my car, which was one of those two-wheeled things that mall cops drive, to the back of her truck and pulled me to Hymera where my parents lived, and they took me to Walmart.

Working at Walmart and leading worship

First I dreamed that I was working at Walmart and I had two bags of money that I needed to put away, but a customer needed help in grocery. So I carried the money to grocery along with a bunch of other stuff I had in my hand including the clipboard. I sat the bags of money down on one of the big coolers with frozen stuff in it. But I forgot to pick them back up and walked away from them.

A little bit later I remembered the money, and so I ran back to grocery, but they were gone. I walked around, scanning customers' carts looking for it, and finally I saw two ladies who had the money in their carts. I grabbed the customers by their ears and hauled them up to the front of the store, looking for the asset protection guy. I couldn't find him anywhere. I finally had to let go of their ears so I could look for him, but when I finally found him, the customers had left. They had taken some of the money out the bags and so I only retrieved about half of it total. I was in huge trouble. I tried to report it to the sheriff, but the sheriff's office closed at 5:00 p.m. so I couldn't call him. I was afraid I was going to get fired.

Then that dream sort of ended and I dreamed I was singing on a worship team and changing the transparencies on an old projector. Rick Coons was leading, and he had picked some really odd songs to sing. Some of them weren't even Christian songs. The only song I can remember for sure was "Mary Did You Know" but he only wanted to sing the third verse. I was wearing a ballet outfit, a motorcycle helmet, a mask, and the handheld computer that I put on my arm at work. It was very hard to worship in that, so I tried to take off the mask but since it was under the helmet I had to take that off, first. And since I had the handheld on my wrist, I realized I would start by having to take that off. It was really distracting to the people in church who were trying to worship, because after I took all of this stuff on I laid it down on the keyboard and it slid down the keys and made an awful racket.

Then, Erick brought in the mail, and showed me all the cool stuff he bought off Ebay, and Rick Coons kept giving me dirty looks because it was so distracting. Erick bought an iPhone and this thing that looked like a blue mesh skillet filled with green fuzzy material. Embedding in the green fuzz was what looked like a green tennis ball, and it turned. He said that it was to help me change the transparencies on the projector--all I had to do was put a transparency on the green ball and it would turn by itself.

I also dreamed about a girl who was trying to kill me because I took her bracelet, but I don't remember much about that one.