auntblabby wrote:
naturalplastic wrote:
auntblabby wrote:
I dreamt I was at work in the hospital, I was late and people were calling my name angrily, to report to this operating room or that one, and I tried stuffing my street clothes into my locker but for some reason it was full-up of various things i'd absent-mindedly crammed in there at quitting times, countless quitting times in the past in a hurry to get the hell out the door, and the locker wouldn't close so I just said to hell with it and reported to work, and as soon as I could get away I rushed back to the locker room only to find it had been emptied, and as I was saying "UH OH" to myself, I looked around a corner and there was some employee who told me, "you shouldn't have left your locker open, now I will charge you money to get your stuff back." I eventually persuaded him to let me have my drivers' license and car keys back, he let me dig through my things in a box, and failed to find my car insurance card. then he told me he wanted me to be his sex slave. then I awoke.
what do you think it means?
A male person dreaming about someone going through their belongings (a form of violation),and then that person in the dream doing the violating also wants to violate you sexually.
Interesting.
If you're contemplating returning to the workforce it might be a metaphor for working itself: all wage earning is a form of selling yourself (ie prostitution, in a sense).
I dunno.
It actually reminds a little bit of real life experience I had when I was in my late Twenties. Was a salesclerk in an office supply store. One of the regular customers was a middle aged executive type about Dad's age who would browse the pen section a lot. A funny round faced but distinquished looking person. One day I said "hello" to him (because it was the millionth time I had seen him in the store). He immediately got excited, took me aside, and showed me that he had a gold Amex card, and told me how rich he was...long story short...he obviously wanted me as his sugar baby.
Didnt take him up on it of course. But it was educational experience for a male to be propositioned like that. On one hand..what kinda cheap slut did he think I was? But on the other hand - I am flattered that the guy thought I was such a hottie!
And...its been...many years since anyone has propostioned me like that. So I guess ...sniff...I am just not the hottie I used to be.