Tells me something...

This is one of those blogs-about-a-dream-a-person-had. I know those are the stereotype of the boring blogpost, so ignore at will.

The thing is, I think this tells me something that's going on in my head right now.

I was at some kind of class? test? I don't know, I remember it as being kind of like the SATs or something - lots of people in a classroom, sitting at desks. Most of the people were "famous" people in some way (as you'll see in a moment). The person running the show decided to do a "cut the tension" type routine, where he had people "tag" someone and then say something nice about them. And it went on for quite a while through the people.

Well, it got 'round to Robin Williams. (Why the heck Robin Williams? The only explanation: I saw an ad the other day that they were running Jumanji on the Hub, and immediately went "do not want" and turned the channel). He tagged me, but then proceeded to launch into a comedy routine full of demeaning jokes at my expense.

(Would Williams actually do that to someone? I don't know. But the version in my dream, who may have been morphed with another person I've dealt with in my day to day life, would).

And I sat there, feeling increasingly hurt and angry: he's breaking the rules of the exercise! Everyone else got to hear something good about them! I look like an idiot in front of all these people! And if I say something it will just make things worse!

And everyone was laughing over it, even the moderator, and I felt like he should have stopped and redirected it instead of allowing the abuse to continue.

And after it was done, I realized it was my turn. The usual MO in the thing was to get up and walk across the room to someone, but I was so hurt and angry I didn't feel like putting in extra effort. So I looked at who was next to me - it was Yvette Nicole Brown (probably best-known currently from "Community," but she's also done a lot of character work on different shows, and she's also done some voice over work in cartoons). I tapped her on the arm and talked about how she was a kind and compassionate person (Again, I don't know if that's true in reality, but in the dream universe, it was). And I could tell from the look on her face that I was saying the right thing at the right time. And while I felt good about myself for bringing the exercise back to where it should be, I still felt hurt and angry about what happened.

Upon waking, my thought was, "Wow, everyone got their emotional needs met there BUT ME."

I think part of this was sponsored by the fact that we're gearing up for summer semester and I have already had MULTIPLE people e-mailing me making various "demands" - most of them revolving around, "Hey, I want to take a vacation for a week or 10 days in the middle of the semester, can you let me make up what I miss?" or "Can I take the final exam early?" (Really? The semester hasn't STARTED yet. I have no clue if I will have the final exam WRITTEN ON TIME.)

And while I'm being as gracious as I can while still being firm that missing a week in the summer semester is, in fact, a big honking deal, I'm just so not in a mood for dealing with them.