My Laser Themed Dream....Share Yours!

Isaac's Dream said:

I went to a university's auditorium to use my Argon Laser and was separating the lines and counting them and just enjoying my new laser. Some people stopped to look at it and I showed it to them. One guy was pretty interested, which was cool; I love showing off my laser stuff and when people are actually interested it makes my day.

For some reason I went to the bathroom. I don't remember the journey there, I was just there the next second and in my mind I knew I had gone there even though my dream didn't illustrate it. I washed my hands and was strolling out the door when I got really anxious! I had just left my Argon Laser going on a table surrounded by teenagers? Wha? So I quickly ran over to where I had left it but the only stuff still on the table were some miscellaneous ends and odds I had also had with me.

Someone stole my Laser :scowl:

Rethinking to the faces of those near me, I figured there was really only one true suspect: the guy who was so interested. I quickly ran out of the auditorium and searched for him on the campus. Remembering him introducing himself I realized that I knew his name. So, I asked people if they knew him, and one person finally told me that he worked at a post office a few miles from campus.

So I got in my car and made my way very quickly to the post office. As I turned in to the post office there was a cop coming my way. I had been speeding somewhat so I slowed down immediately and waved as we passed each other. I kept an eye in my rearview until he turned out of the post office parking lot.

Breathing a sigh of relief I whipped into a parking spot and got out, ready to hunt down the man who stole my blessed Argon. I ran inside and almost ran into this redneck guy I know from work. He was late for a delivery though, so he couldn't help me find the guy. I realized then that this guy was probably on his route, so he wouldn't be here.

However, i continued my search. Turns out there was a "Bed, Bath and Beyond" in the same building as the post office, only it was just a window with Lady GaGa selling products from behind the counter. I was like "this isn't the post office" and whirled around to go to the other side of the large room where the post office entrance was.

The people inside asked me what I wanted soemwhat rudely, but when I inquired as to the location of the thief a kindly old man who seemed like he liked to talk about the weather a lot told me that he knew him and that the guy should be getting back from his route shortly.

I sprinted outside just in time to see him drive up. As he got out of his USPS truck I grabbed him and slammed him against the car demanding to know where he put my laser.

He laughed, saying "Sorry bro, I don't have it anymore..."

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