I didn’t quite known what to call this dream, however since it seemed to revolve mostly around what happened between me and probably one of the best friends I'd had at Albertson's, I thought it was suffice.


The store seemed busy that day, more than usual. I had supposedly just come into work, and as I was walking past the department to go back into the kitchen, I glanced towards the cold side of the deli and there I saw Page waiting on a customer. Even had a hat and an apron on. So I thought, "Okay……," something definitely was not right here. Page, was the scan coordinator, not a deli clerk. Even though I had no memory of anyone telling me, I knew she was there to help me out that day. Odd enough though, I couldn’t picture Page and I working together at all, not that we hated each other, we didn’t, but I cant say we were fond of each other either, I always had a feeling she didn’t like me anyway, but that didn’t matter anyway.

As I had begun my daily routine an old, short black woman came up to me asking to pick up a seafood tray. I thought, "Lady, do you see seafood around here anywhere?" I was just going to tell her to go to the market and pick it up there but I figured, since Page was there I might as well do something nice for a change. I hadn't done that in awhile.

I told her to stay there for a moment, but as I walked back through the kitchen she followed me. I stopped and looked back at her. She moved and acted like she was a robot of some sort. I didn’t say anything but I thought, "Woman, are you deaf or something?" I told her one more time to stay there, but she only did so for a few moments, then she followed me into the backroom. Now I was getting a little aggravated, I jerked back to warn her one last time, but she was gone. Somewhat confused, I shook my head and kept walking, saying to myself maybe I was seeing things. I turned the corner and entered the market from the side door.

Laura was one of the older women who worked in the store. She could have been my mother (there were many times I wished she had been, and many times more I tried to get her to adopt me). She had a deep tan for someone her age (too much time in the tanning bed hehe), and hair as white as snow. Sometimes I couldn’t tell she was wearing a hairnet, but my eyes are bad anyway. Laura was like a best friend to me, something that didn’t come my way very often…..and stay. As the old saying goes, "blood is thicker than water", but…to be honest, to me…water is as thick as honey sometimes.

I found her standing by the sinks, talking to another associate, someone I didn’t know (that was strange to me, I knew just about everyone there but he/she could have been from another store as well). I asked her if she had the tray this lady wanted, but before she answered me her eyes flickered behind me and I turned around unfortunately to find Bettis (store director=store asshole, if you ask me anyway) standing in front of the seafood case glaring at us.

I didn’t have a very good feeling then. I glanced at Laura and back to him. As his eyes met mine, the look he gave me (which was always the same look), was cold as ice. More often times than not I would find him looking in my direction that way, even if he was at the other end of the store and couldn’t see his eyes from the distance. Still felt it though. However I somewhat smiled to myself as he stood there, I knew he was going to have something smart to say about me being in the market, just as everyone else did. I didn’t give him that luxury this time. I just wasn’t in the mood to listen to his mouth, I simply shook my head and told him I was getting a tray for a customer.

I soon regretted saying that, when Laura stated that she didn’t have it because she had been very busy. I knew Bettis heard that so I didn’t look at him again. I knew somehow I had accidentally gotten her into trouble. I had thought for sure she would have had the tray, that never crossed my mind, but I couldn’t pretend that I didn’t see the anger in her eyes. As I turned to leave I saw Bettis come around to talk to her.

Later that afternoon I decided I better go over and see how she was and possibly apologize for earlier. I walked towards the market. Laura was still standing in the same spot, but her head was down, and the lights were out too. It was too early to be closing up to go home, something wasn’t right. When I came closer to her I saw that she was crying. At the same moment I felt worse and also furious, but my anger was for Bettis alone. That son of a bitch. I asked her what he had said to her (though I had a pretty good idea anyway), but she wouldn’t answer, she wouldn’t even look at me. I tried to do something to cheer her up. I reached out to her once but she pushed me away. I sighed, there was nothing I could do I thought I would be better if I left her alone. As I stepped away from her I happened to glance back into the butcher block, but instead I saw an office there. I thought, "what on earth…is going on here?" Bettis was back there, someone I didn’t know was with him. They sat at one of the tables talking. For a moment Bettis looked up at me, but I ignored him. I looked at Laura one more time before I slowly shook my head and walked away.

----------------- Why the hell i had this dream i dont know, it absolutely makes no sense. I never did see that black woman again either. Obviously I would never feel that bad about stating my position somewhere. Sure I would have felt it somewhat if it had gotten her or someone I liked into trouble. I wouldn’t go and make matters worse either. That’s all I have to say about that.