Phallic jeans.

Dream 032

Was working in a large open area with small cubicles for the sign team. We needed to catch up on the many signs and projects we were behind on and J decided to hire about a dozen pregnant teens to do the job. Needless to say, they were uneducated and unable to fill the void or learn how to run programs. There was one redheaded 11 year old who was a real firecracker crazy- she kept going to play with the pigs we had down the hall and was getting covered in pig poop ALL THE TIME. And then J was stuck to hose her down with the garden hose in the corner of the office.

There were parking spots outside which were designated 'virgin's only' 'cowboys only' 'people who like cats only' and each of them had little disclaimers which read to the effect of 'we can't really make sure this is followed for legal reasons, but we'd really like it if it was followed.'

S's mother had bought a condo nearby that she was renovating and she took the whole inside wall down except for two areas and a few posts in the middle to hold the supporting walls. She has picked out beautiful new multi-paned, black framed windows which ran the length of the front and side of the building. The bathroom had been extended and was a large area at the back of the condo. The master was also back there, in all it's high ceiling glory( really, the whole place had high ceilings ) the kitchen was in the large open area and had black tiles on the floor. There was another area off the left side of the condo where there were two other bedrooms and a smaller bathroom for guests etc. She wanted to change the tile in the end and I yelled at S's mom that she was crazy to change anything now- the condo was too perfect.

Back at work, J was having trouble wrangling the troubled teens to work. So I gave an inspirational speech and they were all sucking it up like it was the best thing ever. I had totally made it up on the spot and was surprised they actually listened. They then organized a 'collect your old jeans' donation drive. I gathered a bunch of old jeans to give away and climbed the stairs to the lookout over the office where J, M and I were going to mc the event. There was a giant pool of water in the mc box and we had to carefully go around to see the event. There was a giant leg in the middle of the event that had a leg from a pair of jeans on it... and the leg looked incredibly phallic. Sharee and I tried to tell J that was a bad idea to have a giant penis in the middle of an event run by pregnant teens... but he didn't believe us.