I literally had a dream last night, one which I can remember vividly even after I woke up for work today. Can't remember when was the last time I had a dream with details I can remember after I wake up.
I was working in a office I was not familiar with, the environment looked a bit similar to that of one of my previous office. When the clock struck 5pm, buddy of mine, who is still close friend now called and we headed to a new joint for happy hour.
The place is new and it was their official opening day, it is a porsche club, double story, with wide spiral staircase and fancy lights all around. We walked around and bumped into some guys who were polite to us. They were telling us the boss is a rich fella and from the stories it seems that we actually know the boss, a previous employer to both my buddy and myself.
And then came a young fella who the guys we were talking to say is the person incharge. With the resemblance we quickly noticed that this young chap must be the son to our former boss. As I happen to know the eldest son of my ex-boss, I was quick to ask if he was the younger brother to Adrian, the young chap smiled and coyly nodded, but added that they have a different mother. Haha, the ex boss of mine was known to be a player and we knew that he had 2 or 3 girlfriends (later wives).
We ordered somethin to eat, but it was not impressive, and we were giving tips to the young boy how to stay ahead in competition, citing examples of well known clubs around klcc, some have terrific food, some have excellent live bands, some have hot hostesses... and this new joint have none, so far, it was just a big hug club plated with hard earned cash with no substance, which we think, will not stand the test of time.
Suddenly there was commotion in the crowd, lights were shining and there he was, the elderly guy we use to call boss, standing amongst the crowd like a superstar, now a self made billionaire, people were rushing to shake his hand.
He came near to his son and then he noticed us, qith a broad grin he shook our hands and seems like e was happy to see us. We did not get to chat with him and the boy left us to join his father to talk to the crowd. The father ad his arm over the young boy, which was odd as he was really strict to his eldest son Adrian, always scolding him in front of the staff, seems like this young boy is his favorite son afterall.
Then suddenly there was change of scene and there were car case, custom clearance (toll gate?) and we were last seen laughing walking towards the sunset...
Not sure what it all meant and also not sure why I even bother write about it. It is just that the memory of this dream is so vivid it is odd...
Any theories?
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