Dreams 10/24

 

Dreamt I was working in a dark old bar. It was pretty spacious and there were wooden beams stretched across the ceiling, might've been a cellar. My shift had just began, and the place was dirty and nothing was stocked. I picked up my first table which was a four top, and one of the guests was my grade school girlfriend, Chrissy, who I haven't seen since. She was young, probably in her thirties, with the same golden curls. We were chatting for a bit before I left to put in their order. My manager, an older man with white hair and a mustache, was getting bossy with me and said that a customer had filed a complaint against me. 

The next dream has mostly escaped me, all I remember is interviewing a Peaky Blinder.