It looks like I’m being hired to work in a bar again. It’s been a long time since I have, and the bar looks a lot like The Blue Lagoon. I’m standing in front of the cash register before the bar’s open and testing out my ability to quickly ring up sales and poor drinks, trying to get my bearings on what I’ll be doing. Michael and another guy are there working with me. The bar’s not open yet and we’re stocking and getting ready for the day.
I find myself in another room with a line of people. I walk over to a counter top near a mirror or something. I can’t recall what happens there but afterward find myself outside on the street, naked. I find out at this point that the bar is a rooftop bar and I need to climb a sort of fire escape contraption to get back up to the rooftop bar. I guess that all three of us are naked and maybe that’s how we’re going to work there. It’s not a big deal tho; I’m not ashamed of anything. I start making my way up the stairway/fire escape contraption.
