My father and I were in a food court. We were walking along 2 rows of food stalls then I was called by my colleagues. Inside this dream, I recognize those group of people as my colleagues but I do not recognize any of them in my real life. I excused myself from my father and went with the group of colleagues.
We entered a van and headed to an unknown destination. Inside the vehicle, I tried not to interact with any of the colleagues. I was seated next to the window so I spent most of my time looking at the scenery outside. A lady colleague was sitting on my left hand side. I think she has a crush on me because she was really sitting real close to me. Her shoes constantly give my shoes a nudge. It was a little annoying but I know that this is a small sign of her love. I think I had dreamt about this after a real experience in life. In 2011, a girl 4 years younger than me sat opposite of me. She newly met me and immediately had a crush on me. She could not restrain her love so she lightly kicked and my shoe and immediately felt embarrassed that I did not replied.
Our leader or manager then began to announce to us the best staff of the year. We seem to be a group of salesman. So the best staff / salesman of the year is......... My name was suddenly announced! I was overjoyed inside but I still kept my cool. I was the best salesman for getting the most clients. I am not surprised as I am a magnet with my natural born charm.
Salesman Of The Year
The vehicle we are in was not heading anywhere. In the end, it returned to the food court. The stalls in the food court are already closed but my father is still sitting there waiting for me. I happily greeted my father who is still in the foodcourt and told him the good news. I showed him my certificate of the best salesman of the year. A stranger came and confirmed to my father that I am really an amazing salesman!
I was really happy and proud but all happy moments are not forever. There is always an end. In this case, the end to this happy moment is my alarm clock which wakes me up, ending the sweet dream.
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