Tuesday, January 27, 2009

So I think I'm being haunted by The Pizza Factory

I think I will preface this by mentioning that I'm an insomniac. It's a trait I get from my Lalli side (you know, along with my Italian features and perfectionist tendencies) that has pretty much plagued me my whole life.

So when I do actually sleep, I would love it if I could have normal dreams. Instead of the ones I do have, which include hiding from cannibalistic werewolf people in a closet and covering myself with towels. Because those fuzzy, green towels would totally save me from cannibalistic were-people. Why I couldn't have hidden in a closet full of bazookas is beyond me.

At any rate, I have been experiencing a recurring dream, or shall I say nightmare, ever since I began serving at The Pizza Factory back in college. Though the people in the dream, the way the restaurant looks, etc. change, the scenario remains the same: I go to work and am ready to get my server on, and then I get quadruple (or quintuple-- is that even a word?) sat with huge tables and for some reason am unable to perform the most basic server-ish functions. (I.E. get them drinks... take their order... get to the actual table... it's ridiculous.) In the past month I believe I have had 2-3 of such dreams, and they're getting progressively worse. I wake up in a cold sweat and praise the heavens that I'm no longer a server. (And those of you who know me well would know that it is utterly absurd that I performed this job for the better part of four years, seeing as how it's a job entirely against my bashful nature.)

Perhaps I'm having this dream a lot because I am, once again, swimming in the sea that is professional mediocrity. Perhaps I'm just craving the food again. (Hey, I lived on it for four years. Saved a lot of grocery money.) Perhaps I'm just a psychopath that needs to engage in a sleep study. It's befuddling really.

But, in my heart of hearts, I'm seriously beginning to believe that the PF is haunting me.

And it's getting old.

6 comments:

Kenna said...

Sleep study it is.

I have a dream that comes up at least every other month...

I am walking through my junior high (?) and I am following someone. I can only see them from the back, I have no idea who it is. Every time I catch up to him, he turns a corner. This goes on and on and on through out the dream.

Maddening.

Caitlin said...

Mmmm...Pizza Factory bread twists sound SO good right now! I'm also swimming in a sea of professional mediocrity--maybe you're somewhere nearby? Let's do lunch. :)

Cliff, Kendal and Stone said...

hahaha, I totally had server nightmares--but haven't had them in a long time. Very similar to yours. I had them ALL the time when I served. I know it sounds crazy, but I sometimes miss it! Wierd, right?!

Brady and Lauren said...

That is soooo funny!!! When I worked there I always had that dream...everyone was mad at me and I couldn't keep up with all my tables. Luckily, those nightmares haven't haunted me since I quit, but I hope that soon The pizza Factory can leave you alone.

Chelsea said...

Lal I can't even tell you how often I too STILL have server nightmares. It's exhausting to dream about being so exhausted. You just need to start playing Settlers every day...lately that's all I dream about.

lauren said...

i have to admit i'd never even heard of that game until a few months ago. perhaps it would be prudent for me to stay away. just so my dreams don't get even more out of hand.