A Dream

I was at a huge thanksgiving dinner given by my girlfriend's family. There was much bustle and I realized that I didn't have a shirt on. It seemed to be taking place in some kind of American Legion Hall. A woman I had once been involved with, but out of context here, was present and over-enthusiastic about seeing my daughter. I passed up an opportunity to get involved in a scheme to sell something for charitable purposes, but then was roped into another. It was selling hot red peppers. I was given some cash that I stuffed in my pocket, I guess to make change though there were 100-dollar bills. What I thought was going to be a short thing turned out to be a long term commitment, that was also taking me away from the feast. A small child with a British accent was trying to teach me a sales pitch that I couldn't possibly remember. I escaped the situation by waking up.