Sunday, November 25, 2012
I was on a creek walking expedition looking for a surf spot. I was with some sort of boss or co-worker of mine, but it was unclear who it was. Whoever it was, I'd never met him, and he drove a bare-bones Dodge Neon. We stopped by another co-worker's office and he had a huge stack of red hot chili peppers concert tickets. It turned out there was no surf spot because it was a creek, not an ocean, so there wasn't much water. However, after hiking through the creek we did come across a Dam. I had a pole that I was using to see how deep the water was. We thought that the only way to keep going was to break the Dam. But I secretly knew that we wouldn't have to do that if we used the other software system that our company was trying to make us use.