I was in a small corner office with three other men. We were cold as hell and huddling for warmth. I’d made a sort of bed and had a thin blanket. One of the other men snuck in to spoon me. I was like, fine, I need the warmth, we need the warmth.
Feeling him shivering, I got up to find a better blanket. I’d just found a heavier one for him when the other two men returned. One told me that he’d lined up a job for me, so come with him. As he spoke, I was staring out a window. A gray dawn was breaking over a crusty snowscape
I went into the other area with him where I was surprised that it was teeming with energetic people mostly in their twenties and thirties. I was introduced to them as their new co-worker. But what was my job? They were going to figure that out. The man who hired me took me back to where I’d be working, showed me a modern desk that was my ‘station’, and gave a new iPhone. Then he told me to go with him for orientation.
We rushed around the busy building. Several stories high, it struck me as tres modern with multiple mysterious and exotic-looking projects going on. At one point, we entered what was some kind of space vehicle simulator. A cockpit was on one end with seating for about twenty. I walked around, and in doing so, it shifted forward, startling me. The others laughed, calling me a newby.
My boss disappeared into a noisy crowd. I realized that I’d forgotten my phone back at my station and wanted to retrieve it. I asked for and received directions but became thoroughly lost. As a crowd of people left a meeting room, one recognized me and asked if I’d been to HR yet. I admitted that I hadn’t, so she told me where to go. Once again, I became lost, and entered rooms where I was forced to ask others for directions. Everyone was unstintingly helpful, encouraging, and engaging.
Noticing signs I’d not seen before, I followed them back to my zone. Once there, I got my iPhone. My boss was there and told me that I needed to check my emails because meetings had been set up for me. Using the phone, I began reading my emails and learning where I needed to go, and then found that the phone would tell me exactly when to go, and where, but I still remained clueless about what I was supposed to be doing.
Dream end.
Michael Seidel, writer 
I was indeed left confused. Or maybe the caffeine hasn’t kicked in yet when I read this? O.O 💙💙💙💙
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Hi Michael. What a dream, so full of many elements. I would like to address the first paragraph if you would permit.
What many people today don’t understand is even in the 1950s they were telling kids how to share body warmth if out hiking and getting stuck or lost. All military services covered this, and while it may be homophobic to some they do teach sharing body warmth, laying undressed or dressed, hugging / spooning each other as a way to conserve body heat. We practiced it when I was in the military. I remember the uncomfortable lessons where we would have to put our hands under others shirts in their arm pits or … for me an abuse survivor letting other solders stick their hands under my shirt into my armpits. The classes described how in bad situations we would have to disrobe under covers and let others put their hands in between our legs as that was the warmest part of our bodies. I was freaking out inside, I knew I couldn’t do that. I was terrified they would make us demonstrate that like they did the armpit thing. Sorry I know that was not the point of your post. I loved my time in both the Navy and the Army but that was my first thought on your post. I was lucky until the very end of my enlistment, I never ran into a homophobic Company Commander. Hugs. Scottie
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