it's friday night...that's when everything goes down!

I've been having odd dreams lately. In fact, it's been a really long time since I could wake up and remember my dreams. Earlier this week, I dreamt I failed this really big pharmacy exam (not the PEBCs) and it was really embarrassing because everyone in the profession knows who passes/fails this particular exam (i KNOW I got that idea from the accountants). It was more of a nightmare than a dream. I woke up with my heart racing and thoughts scrambling for several seconds until I was able to bring reality back into my mind - there are no exams, I'm already practicing, I don't fail (!).

Last night I dreamt I had a nosebleed that lasted for what felt like an hour. I had started to panic; the last time I had a nosebleed that long was when I was a kid. I remember I couldn't stop crying the entire night. Anyway, my nose finally stopped bleeding and I had to rush because I was going to be late for work at the Yonge & Eglinton store. So here's where the dream cuts to me being at Longo's (odd cuz I haven't been there in at least 8 years) buying groceries. I run into my parents and they're like, "Aren't you going to be late for work?" Shoot! So I run to my car but the run is so slow and laboured...does anyone find that whenever you dream you're running, it's in slow-motion? Every time I run in my dream, it feels like that, like I can't move but I look at my arms and legs and their gestures indicate that I am trying to run. Weird. So anyway, now I'm back to my work dream but I find myself in my house again, having to drive all the way down again. I get to work 1/2 hr late and for some reason the store's already open with people inside. The End.

Wendy's advice for me the other day when I was getting ready to go to work at the Shoreham store (Jane St between Steeles & Finch): Don't get shot. I laughed, of course, but I was seriously freaking out...especially when I went in on and found out that it was a methadone store, and that 2 doctors above the pharmacy prescribe methadone. I was completely unprepared. Thank goodness the store I worked at while I was a student did methadone too. But other than that, the Shoreham store was a good experience. In general, I found the patients a lot better than many Scarborough stores I've worked at. I can deal better with drug addicts than with people who are cheap.