Sweet Dreams

I don't know what's going on with me but I went from needing 8 hours of sleep a night to waking up after only 5 hours. Maybe I finally caught up on all that sleep I missed out when I was bartending...

Anyway, today's call to the Land of consciousness was due to a little dream I was having about work, which turned into me thinking out new ways to get what I wanted. First, I was imagining what would happen if my job had strong-armed me into changing my day off.

The answer was simple. I would quit.

Then I wondered what I would do if they didn't honor my request for a significant raise (have been in the same position for 2 years and all I got was a stinkin' 50 cent raise!) See ya, bye!

Then I was thinking about how I would go about asking for such a significant raise. Arguments like, "I've proven myself," and "I love my job," and "You need me more than I need you," started coming up. And I instantly felt better. Yes, there would be no way that they could say no to that. "Here you go, RM, $10,000 raise!" My plan was flawless.

It was just about at that point when I started coming to. The only flaw in my plan was that IT WAS JUST A DREAM! Curses!

But at least I feel rested now.