had a dream i worked at a restaurant and found a dollar on the floor while sweeping but my boss wouldn’t let me keep it, saying it belonged to the restaurant and therefore to him, and in response there was an escalating montage of me throwing his belongings into a nearby river
this culminated in me throwing his car into the river + then there was like, him talking to a reporter about it, informing them i had weighed it down with a roll of quarters and his “how to learn to drive” manifesto, a document of 100s of pgs that he “still referred to regularly”
why am i funnier when i’m unconscious
I FORGOT TO MENTION THE FUNNIEST PART WHICH IS THAT THROUGHOUT ALL OF THIS I WAS NOT FIRED AND STILL ACTIVELY WORKED THERE
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