Another Weird Dream

I'm at work, and I'm overwhelmed by everything I have to do, so I decide to head to the wellness center (which we have) that also doubles as a tutoring center (which we don't have). And the receptionist asks which nurse I want to see, and I say, "No, I'm here for tutoring." And she says, "Let me go get a guidance counselor." That's weird, because, you know, I don't work at a school. And then I freak out because I don't actually want to meet with a guidance counselor, and all of a sudden this guy I work with shows up, only he has a moustache, which he doesn't in real life, and he says, "Carli, did you want to go over that thing you were talking about before?" And I'm like, "Yes! I need to discuss it RIGHT NOW." And I tell the receptionist, who has fetched a guidance counselor for me, that I have to leave. And this guy and I go downstairs, and out the door. And suddenly we're in a mall. And I said, "Thank you so much for getting me out of that. I mean, you did just get me out of that, right? We don't actually have anything to talk about?" And he said, yeah, he was just helping me out; he knew I didn't want to be there.

Ok, so not the weirdest dream, right? Well, now I'm at Trader Joe's. With Betty Buckley. And we're in the produce section and I tell her I want one of the special bananas they keep behind a glass case. Only when I get to the counter, they're out of them. And then it turns out that Trader Joe's is attached to a college dorm with individual toilets in all the rooms. Not bathrooms. Just toilets.

I AM reading a book about bananas right now. Other than that, WTF?