50th recorded dream!
My next door neighbor, Mrs. N, was throwing a very pretentious party. She needed several pretty girls to act as waitresses and asked me. However, at the time she asked me, I was not well informed on the dress code and didn't have any way to contact her (somehow, even though she lives next door.) and so wore a t-shirt and jeans to the party.
I guess I dressed wrong, because all of the other girls were in little black dresses. The night quickly went downhill. Apparently, the waitresses were being given points as the night went on for doing waitress-y things well. Mrs. N gave me all of one point for the entire night, she kind of hated me. The other girls were getting points up to 20+, and I was feeling incompetent and stupid.
I talked to my mom later about how Mrs. N was treating me, and she was sympathetic. (Which is weird, because my mom is rarely sympathetic.)
The morals of this dream are: I have an irrational fear of neighbors. (Mrs. N is actually a lovely person.)
I am feeling the stress of the competition of audition season. It was apparently channeled through my failure as a waitress.
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