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Dream: I was at the indy bookstore and there was a David Baldacci reading about to start and despite the fact that excoworker Mary was actually working there nothing had been set up. For after the reading, he had brought a tray of chicken fingers parmesan.
After everything was over, Mary was no where to be seen, so I started to clean up. When my old boss came in to check on things, she was more annoyed to see me than anything. I walked out and the streets were deserted and several buildings had been demolished.
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Mary lost her mother recently and posted something about it on Facebook- that put her back on my mental radar. I had issues with her - and my boss- over time off. My elementary school had a one time only reunion that I had to miss so Mary could go fishing (drinking). The boss pointed out that I went to scifi conventions so I had to remind her that when I did go to conventions I scheduled them around a 40 hour work week. For some reason I was moronically loyal to the company and this incident was a turning point for me. So when the chain bookstore in the mall CALLED me to see if I'd be interested in jumping ship.

I jumped and stayed til the company closed the location.

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