I had a dream...
I was sitting at the end of a long communal dining table in a large dining room with another man. We were both dressed in chef's white smock tops. Did I win something to get there? Anyway, the chef (causian, brown hair and balding shiny bald head but with a happy to see you face).walks in and greets us and says something like I got my eye on you and then said something else sexist quickly that made me feel sort of uncomfortable like the three of us make some sort of sandwich. And I yelled woo! loudly and got up from where I was sitting and started walking to the left... toward the commercial kitchen door? I don't know. Then I woke up.
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