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Dream Time!
I had a dream that I was being executed for making some sort of very bad mistake at work (not my job at the credit union, this was some other made-up job.) One of my supervisors was also being executed (these were my supervisors from my real job) because I saw her name on a dry-erase board that listed all the upcoming executions.
Somehow, I knew that the lethal injection that they were going to give me wasn't going to work, so I wasn't terribly concerned about it, and made a plan. I would pretend that I had died and come back as a ghost. This would both freak my bosses out AND explain why I was still hanging around.
The day came, and my plan went into action. The execution itself was performed by my supervisors, including the one who was getting executed herself the next day, so that was kind of dramatic. Pretending to be a ghost mostly consisted of staring at things, moving really slowly, and talking very little. Somehow this managed to convince people. My mom knew about the plan, but nobody else really did.
The only other part I remember was sitting at a table when Rob and Darryl came by. Rob was shocked that my hand didn't go through his, and I whispered, "Dude I'm not really dead!" and he was pretty surprised but I couldn't explain it because I was afraid we might be overheard and found out.
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