I had a dream the other night that I was on vacation with my family in some tropical, third world country somewhere. We went swimming in a gross river/lake/swamp type place and when we emerged everyone was fine except for me. I had blood coming out of my mouth/nose/ears, etc. Turns out, swimming in nasty water was not the best vacation idea and I got some parasite that was eating my insides! We went to this clinic and I had to undergo treatment with some other kids my age that had also gone in the water. In my dream, I hadn't graduated yet and since treatment took months upon months and you couldn't leave the country, or something, I was stuck. I remember screaming at my parents because I wasn't going to get my degree, my life was ruined, etc. So weird! I looked up parasites on the online dream dictionary and it said this:
"To see a parasite in your dream, suggests loss of vitality and feeling physically drained."
Now this I can believe. I've been serving pretty much every night this summer and I usually am a closer or are in the booths of the restaurant meaning I'm always one of the last ones there and get the most tables. That's fine for making money but I am absolutely through with serving. Two plus years kissing feet and running around like a personal slave is just not for me anymore. I cannot wait for August and teaching to start so I don't have to serve anymore. People are more stingy, rude, and needy than ever this summer. When I first started serving, I didn't mind it. Now it seems that people are taking on an attitude that a server is someone who doesn't deserve respect and it's okay to leave zero dollars on the tip line (which happened THREE times last night) That is not okay and I am not okay with serving anymore. No wonder I'm dreaming of parasites. Serving is sucking the life right out of me!!!
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