Holy...

I had a funky dream that I worked at Subway last night.

It was a stressful dream because I didn't know why I was working at Subway, in an actual store and not corporate.

I remember it being busy and things kept going wrong.

Then through a series of events, I became manager.

Eventually, the mess, the suck-ass employees, and asshat customers got to me, and I just walked out and quit.

I was perplexed by that this morning.

Now I just realized, duh, I am covering for my boss all next week [on call with a pager and everything].

Maybe it's just my subconscious prepping me for what is hopefull going to be a quiet week next week.

Cross your fingers.