Law Firms are Very Serious

[c9]

Last night I dreamed that I was joining a law firm. Even though the name was incorrect -- in fact it was the name of a local Kitchener firm I think -- I knew that it was nihilicious' firm. I got set up in my cubicle on the first floor by the window where I could see guys playing soccer. I wondered where this other important lawyer was, but reaalized, "Oh, there he is, playing soccer and getting totally sweaty."

All the lawyers were played by 20-30-year-old white British men. Some hottish, some average. No accents, but they had that peculiar head shape that says Brit. I'm not sure what that means, I just know that's what my brain said. nihilicous was not present in the dream, but he can pretend to have been played by some hot Brit if he wants.

When the soccer game ended, my office window was open so they said hello going by, and one stopped and shook my hand in a really weird way, saying I should play soccer with them. Then the captain of the soccer team came over and shook my hand weirdly too, saying that I should play soccer because my build looked about right, and when I responded positively I realized that his handshake had turned into him holding my right index finger in a way that would allow him to break it very easily. In a flash I realized that was his intent. Hazing ritual I guessed.

I ask if it had to be that finger, and he said it might as well be, it was probably the best one to choose. And that's when I woke up.

I'm never working for a law firm now: they're scary.

Comments

[nihilicious.livejournal.com]

If my co-workers were really all young British soccer players, I wouldn't be quitting.

[c9.livejournal.com]

I was really scared! I've never broken anything before.

[sarah-sosiak.livejournal.com]

Sweaty British soccer players, work, a moment when I know something is going to hurt -- that sounds suspiciously like one of my dreams. Get out of my head, damnit!