PublicSectorTech
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OK, maybe no one cares about my weird dreams, but I had to share this.
Last night, I dreamt I went to an arcade filled with classic games, both real (Super Pac-Man) and some that I dreamt up (a Spider-Man vector game-WTF?). I handed the owner a $5 bill and he gave me back a bunch of quarters, but whenever I tried to actually put them in the games, they changed into nickels, giant tokens, pieces of plastic-basically anything but what I needed to play the game.
So I went back to the owner to complain and he said "I don't see so good anymore, maybe I gave you the wrong coins." He handed me some more quarters, but the same thing happened again.
Frustrated, I marched across the street to a restaurant. As I was being seated, a guy ran in with a gun and started holding up my waiter. I reached into my pocket and started throwing all the coins, bits of plastic, etc at the robber as hard as I could. He staggered backwards and the waiter subdued him. To show their thanks, they opened up the cash register and let me take as many quarters as I could grab. I went back across the street and-lo and behold! My quarters actually worked!
Does anyone else ever dream about their games?
Last night, I dreamt I went to an arcade filled with classic games, both real (Super Pac-Man) and some that I dreamt up (a Spider-Man vector game-WTF?). I handed the owner a $5 bill and he gave me back a bunch of quarters, but whenever I tried to actually put them in the games, they changed into nickels, giant tokens, pieces of plastic-basically anything but what I needed to play the game.
So I went back to the owner to complain and he said "I don't see so good anymore, maybe I gave you the wrong coins." He handed me some more quarters, but the same thing happened again.
Frustrated, I marched across the street to a restaurant. As I was being seated, a guy ran in with a gun and started holding up my waiter. I reached into my pocket and started throwing all the coins, bits of plastic, etc at the robber as hard as I could. He staggered backwards and the waiter subdued him. To show their thanks, they opened up the cash register and let me take as many quarters as I could grab. I went back across the street and-lo and behold! My quarters actually worked!
Does anyone else ever dream about their games?
