Ok, I was traveling down this long hall to work. Got to the office for the team meeting (it was at an airport gate), and this new project manager starts going over the basics of how to build our software system. I stop him after a few minutes and ask him, aren't we hired because we should already know how to do our jobs? He says "Sure!" and continues to go over basic things. I get upset, say something like - I'm sorry, I really can't stay if my skills aren't appreciated. I'm really upset and start walking - don't have a destination in mind. A superior starts walking with me and asking why I am upset. I blurt out why I am upset, and we keep walking and talking. She persuades me to try out becoming part of a group. I make my way mostly there, and have to cross a street. I run to cross, and a cop car races after me into a small square/alcove, and shines a light on me while his partner loads a machine gun. I ask for directions to the (whispered) "Ninja village" - the cop dismissively tells me I'm already here. Figures. Darn Ninjas...I ask to see the master, and tell them my name was "Lee". The old lady says, OK and yells out my whole name with Lee as the middle name. I was all surprised that they knew my name. I see my dad on the sofa resting, and my brother sitting in a chair. We chat. I mention that I'm moving to the Ninja Village. Dad asks if he can help me move, I say no, the only thing I need is my bed - it is a super comfy mattress.
than I wake up.
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