I had the weirdest dream this morning, and the sad thing is I can totally see it happening.
First some background...my store occasionally runs doorbuster sales, in which the store opens an hour early, at 7 instead of 8 AM. Also, at 7 the manager will sometimes leave one set of doors open for employees coming in.
So anyhow, in this dream I was at work yet, it was 7 in the morning, I was with some other employees, and there was a doorbuster sale the following day. Well, lots of people pulled up and entered the store at 7, even though it was closed, and tried to do their shopping!
The manager first had somebody page over the PA that the store was still closed, and the doorbuster sale was tomorrow. Nobody left, they just kept shopping.
Then the manager decided we all had to go drag all the customers out ourselves. They didn't take kindly to being physically escorted out, and some of them started fighting us. Some of them re-entered the store after being pushed out while we were busy with other people.
Finally, we managed to get everybody out, but somebody we had escorted out before was approaching the entrance, reaching into her bag for something. We thought it was a gun, and somebody yelled to me "LOCK THAT DOOR!"
Then I woke up.
First some background...my store occasionally runs doorbuster sales, in which the store opens an hour early, at 7 instead of 8 AM. Also, at 7 the manager will sometimes leave one set of doors open for employees coming in.
So anyhow, in this dream I was at work yet, it was 7 in the morning, I was with some other employees, and there was a doorbuster sale the following day. Well, lots of people pulled up and entered the store at 7, even though it was closed, and tried to do their shopping!
The manager first had somebody page over the PA that the store was still closed, and the doorbuster sale was tomorrow. Nobody left, they just kept shopping.
Then the manager decided we all had to go drag all the customers out ourselves. They didn't take kindly to being physically escorted out, and some of them started fighting us. Some of them re-entered the store after being pushed out while we were busy with other people.
Finally, we managed to get everybody out, but somebody we had escorted out before was approaching the entrance, reaching into her bag for something. We thought it was a gun, and somebody yelled to me "LOCK THAT DOOR!"
Then I woke up.
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