Dream Diary

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September 17th, 2025 - Uninturrupted 8 Hour Nightmare/Stress Dream


It all started with someone making a $800 purchase with my debit card at my job which I had to wait for them to catch because they were picking up the order that day. Approximate conversation:

Me: Alright, that's fine I'll just make a chargeback. This sucks but whatever.
(I've had to do this in a dream before! Weird continuity.)

Real Coworker (RC): What? Don't do that, that charges us and not them, it's a pickup order we can just detain them.
(They used...... MY debit card..... makes no sense.)

Me: Okay.

I leave work and go to the truck I dont have, I see the theives parked right in front of me, I can't hear what they say but i avoid being seen, another coworker walks by not knowing who they are but talks to me

Other Coworker: Hey ___, dont worry so much okay? They'll deal with it today, RC is in it'll be fine.

Me: Well I mean the dudes picking it up are right there so maybe call that in.

She notices them, becomes alert and phones the desk RC was at to report this and speedwalks the direction she was originally going, I set to leave, then I see them later on the road im on at like a gas station liquor store type joint, Something happened, someone I dont recognise but from security evidently sees me and starts talking to me about how they didn't manage to detain them but what they bought is just still sitting at the store so they can just refund the charge and I'll be ok.

I say how thats not ok and that they're literally in the vicinity, security guy seems moreose and doesnt do anything so I leave, looking at a bunch of houses on the way back but I realise that my truck-turned-bike is super slow and the tank is on E, so I pull in for some gas, I give $15 to the clerk after a weird interaction where we swapped 1s for a solid minute, I hit the gas I want and start pumping, seconds later there gas overflowing (SOMEHOW) from the dashboard of the bike and I realize that it'd overfilled, the meter DID NOT STOP, and I owe about $53.

I left my wallet at work in the chaos of dealing with the -$800 situation. Fuck my life.

Clerk says tough shit and I might have to work there for a few hours and that it's not that hard I JUST got off of work so I'm like hell no and try to explain why I can't cover the extra $45, she starts dragging me around and asking other people, on screens for money?? No one gives and eventually she just prints out a $50 from a regular ass printer and says "ok fine you're good this once' and then I wake up.

Conclusion:

Dont go to sleep angry! Not good! Also I need to chill the hell out about work.