Fancy Dining and a Bitchy Owner

This dream seems a bit unusual compared to some recent dreams I had recently. Thankfully, it wasn't about college or high school which is what I'm all for. I didn't have a good time in school and while some things were a lot better than they are now (I had no idea how good I had it back then), it wasn't a good experience. Thank God I don't have to do homework or study for exams anymore. To be perfectly honest, I never really had good study habits or test taking skills. But that's beside the point. I think a lot of my school related dreams are the result of the stress and trauma I had to deal with in school. Even the so-called good dreams about school are stressful to think about. But alas, this dream had nothing to do with that.

In this dream, I was in some fairly modern looking city. I want to say it looks like a downtown Southeast Asian city or maybe a Latin American one since I was with a group of "friends" dining in this big restaurant with blue hue lighting that almost made it seem like a nightclub. This was around lunch time so it wasn't that impressive but the restaurant was still dark in comparison to the outside which was bright and sunny. The restaurant in question was a Mexican cuisine establishment but its interior was modern consisting of plain white walls which looked blue with the hue from the lighting, modern style tables that were symmetrical, also white, and decorated with a tablecloth that was embedded onto the round tables such that you couldn't mess up the cloths while you were moving plates around. The tables themselves were arranged in a typical way you'd see at a restaurant and there was a little bar area located on the ground floor with a TV mounted there. There's a set of stairs that lead up to a balcony-like area which overlooks the interior of the restaurant with more tables to dine at and that's where I was with about 12 other "friends". The entrance to this establishment was entirely glass with glass doors and tall glass windows which would let you see out into the cityscape. You weren't going to get a good scenic view of anything if you're going to dine in this place. The place was only noisy in the sense that it must have been lunch hour and there were other people eating there. They appeared to be business type white collar working types. Of course, my group was all dressed in casual t-shirts and shorts/pants as was I. It's safe to say we weren't eating there as a business expenditure.

I honestly don't even know who these people I was eating with necessarily were. I do not recognize them from my school or anyone in particular from my life. They just seem to be some random things I happened to know in this dream. Although to be frank, just like in real life, I wasn't really talking to them and just keeping to myself. They were being rowdy and embarrassing. That's for sure. Worse than children I'd go as far as to say. One of them was having a "sword" fight with their eating utensils which was kind of hilarious in retrospect. Some other guys in my group were joking and laughing about something I wasn't paying attention to. Whatever it was they were doing, it was being a nuisance to the other guests at this restaurant. We didn't even get a chance to get served as the manager had to show up and confront our group. She looked like a real strict kind of woman with a small thing build, a tight black business skirt, those leg things that women wear under a skirt that go down all the way to their feet that I totally forgot the name of, black high heels, a button up white shirt that was long sleeved, a black apron, and her black hair was tied into a ponytail. She also wore a lot of makeup but her face looked sharp. Not sharp as a compliment but sharp as in like a knife. She seemed to be like the sort of teacher you get back in the day who would be really bitchy to all of the class. (Funny off-topic story, I had a teacher who was like this and she would always go after everyone in class, except me. She apparently thought I was a good student lmao. This was in an information technology class, microsoft word/excel/powerpoint back in my freshman year. She always gave me praise and headpats haha why me?) This woman was nothing like her. She had a really really short temper and outright told us to shut the hell up or we're getting banned. The idiots in my group didn't get the memo so she threatens to call security on us if we don't leave right now. So everyone, including me who hasn't said anything all this time, got up from our table and left through the front entrance. The group starts to complain about this place being a rip-off or whatever but I'm feeling fed up being around them so I just leave down the other side of the street until I realize something. I pat myself and notice my carry bag is missing. I had my cell phone and worst of all, my carry pistol in that bag. Normally I don't take this carry bag off me as I use it to hold my cell phone which is sometimes too big to fit into my pocket but for some baffling reason, I had my Ruger LCP in there too. I start to freak out because I left a loaded gun back at that restaurant along with my gun and even though my group was banned from the place, I had to go back there and retrieve my carry bag. As I side note, I'm calling it a carry bag but the correct term is sling bag. Excuse my brain fog, it's been really hot.

So I run back to the restaurant, I look through the front of the glass window to see if that evil lady is there and when it seems like the coast is clear, I walk back inside and try to keep a low profile. I headed back up the stairs to the table we were at before and sure enough I was able to find my sling bag sitting right on top of the table. Thank God! I grab the slingbag and feel the pockets to make sure my phone and my gun are still in there. Nobody has seemed to mess with it. Phew. But then the scary lady from earlier comes up from behind me and asks me what I was doing here. She scared the crap out of me so I was kind of stumbling with my words but I just told her that I lost my bag and found it. I also said I wasn't going to dine in. Thankfully, she didn't give me any more trouble and just told me to go. So now I'm reunited with my bag and I'm now convinced to never carry my carry piece in a sling bag ever again. It's either appendix carry or in my pockets for now on. I walk out from the restaurant, safe and sound. The dream ends and nothing else happens after that scene.

I think this dream was a good reminder. I should always keep my belongings on me at all times. I never had a situation where I left something behind as I'm pretty good at hanging onto my stuff but I know for certain that I'm not going to do that thing some people do when they carry guns in a sling bag. It's a lot safer and more convenient to do pocket carry or carry on a waistband. With the Ruger LCP or Taurus Spectrum, they are small enough where they don't print like a gun in the pocket with a pocket holster. So there's honestly no excuse to carry them any other way in the summer. The whole fanny pack/sling bag carry is usually done to carry a larger frame handgun or if you're wearing swimming trunks at the beach but it's generally not recommended in the first place. Talk about a convenient dream right as summer is kicking off although let's be real here, I'm not planning on going to the beach anytime soon. The sooner I can get my room fixed with cool air, the better and my skin becoming more brown is the last thing I need. Still, it is very cool for my dream to give me some life pointers!

This is the first dreamlog I typed using Kakoune. How nifty!

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