Speaking of Weird Ass Night-Frights...

Reminded me of the hella weird dream I had last night. No I didn't eat anything weird, but I did get up at 4 am to go to work the morning shift (which I have to do again tomorrow, so it's almost time for me to go back home and sleep--that is to say, I'm home right now, like, where I live normally, but I'm housesitting, so yeah.)
Anyway. It was a bizarro hybrid of my old job and my new job, in which I am at my current workplace, and yet I am dealing with the personality of someone I used to work with at my old job, who got fired for reasons which shall become obvious later on.
Basically, I was being felt up by the prep chef with little to no warning. Naturally, Dream-Me freaks out and runs away screaming and the rest of the dream is me avoiuding him and him apologizing awkwardly.
Now, I was never actually felt up, the prep chef seems like a nice, responsible, respectful guy (only worked there about a week,) and the problem guy was at my old workplace, and the harassment never progressed beyond overtly sexual comments and innuendos and random compliments that just confused me at first, then made me uncomfortable once I realized their full intent.

Anyhow, the Moral: Molestation--Just Say No! (Even in nightmares. Make that ESPECIALLY in nightmares. Because you can control dreams to a certain extent...at least I can control mine somewhat. So if it happens, and Dream-You lets it happen, you are a sick, twisted fuck with hidden S&M kinks.)

ETA: Damn... "seems like a nice, responsible, respectful guy..." screw that shit. Fucker's got an anger management problem like I've never SEEN before. Went on a rampage last night right around closing and made a kid cry and totally chewed out the cook for the tiniest misunderstanding. I thought he was going to turn green and start yelling "Prep chef maaaaad! Burn! Crush! Destroy Aaaaaaaall!" and then start twisting solid pieces of metal in his fucked-up rage. Given this new, disturbing facet of his personality, it up the Ick Factor considerably with the dream here. I'm not worried about being felt up, I'm worried about getting my face messed up if I forget to fill the used cutlery bucket with the right brand of sanitizer...