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.


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.


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.