8-17-08

I enter the porch of my workplace and a young woman is standing there waiting to go in the building. I open the door to let us in and she hesitates. I ask "Are you coming in?" and she says in a low voice "I was fired." Her eyes look red from crying. I say, "Let's go out to my car to talk."

As we walk toward the car, another young woman is all giddy acting and wants to talk to the woman but she hurries to the car and doesn't look at her. The parking lot is like a beach, with sand and water just beyond the cars. The car is parked in front of a concrete curb and we have to step down over it to get to the car. A man with a measuring stick has an end sticking into the sand and says "Another foot." I ask, "Is the ground sinking?" and he says "Yep."

Inside the car, the woman tells me that she got fired because she was supposed to be somewhere else than what she thought and people couldn't find her.

Then the scene changes and I'm standing in a line in what appears to be two adjoining rooms and there is a table with activity. I assume it is something medical because I'm in a hospital type gown. I must have already done whatever it was I needed to do because other woman are coming in and going by me to go to the table. A couple of them are stark naked. They are older, flabby women too and even more shocking is that there are men standing around casually talking and glancing over.

Then I'm in a classroom still wearing the gown. I'm asked about taking a course instructed by a man who has a heavy Arabic/Middle Eastern accent. I decline that offer because I want to be able to fully understand the instruction.

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