Saturday Night:
I used to drive people home after work every single night. This time everybody that works in the kitchen wanted a ride. There was a server already inside my car for some reason. Oh and apparently it's parked out in front of a Target, nowhere near I work.
Well, it was crowded as hell. we had people sitting on each other's laps and shit. We couldn't fit one more guy, other wise he'd have to sit in my lap, and I ain't bout to drive with someone on my lap now. He got another ride though so it's all good.

Just earlier:
Wtf even was this dream. Okay so I guess I'm going to a Burger king everyday. I'm also seeing the manager everyday.
Lots of bits I forgot from here. I asked the lady for a meal. She wants my phone number. She tries calling or something as confirmation that it's my real phone number but it's taking forever and I get impatient. I tell her to call me when it's done.
Well now I'm pissed off (something that hasn't happened in years) that I can't get a Burger King meal. Now I'm going home. I get in the car and I have two new DSI and they're all charging in my car with game systems and covers just splattered around the place. I turn on the GPS. It's recalculating so I'm just driving aimlessly. I eventually reach some mountain with a bridge and I "fall" off. but luckily I'm a pro at this game so I know when exactly to hit the gas and brakes and start bouncing upwards and back to the bridge. Now I'm so relieved that I lived and I'm like screw this I need to get home. I refresh the GPS, get sucked in, and I fall down into... somewhere. RPG point of view now btw. Whatever threatens me or something so I go to the next town, or fall down somewhere. It's Sandman.
"Agh! I see you've defeated me, and now you're coming back for rematch? Let's bring it on!"

I wake up.