Last Night, I had a dream where I was in line at a local Burger King.
I stood in line with a co-worker and Miami Heat player Dwyane Wade. I was going to order a triple cheeseburger with mayonnaise and a soda. I was getting ready to pay for it before someone already paid it forward for me. Right then, I didn't know if I should pay it forward to the next person. So I did nothing.
I go to the soda fountain to pour some Coke Zero with a little lime. I drink that, and then I go to the soda fountain again. Only the next time, I pour some Mello Yello. I love soda. I could drink a fast food restaurant out of its entire soft drink supply if I wanted to.
Later on in the dream, I was waiting for my burger to arrive. Keep in mind I was still inside a Burger King. I could almost taste the Whopper-like sandwich in my mouth. Minutes later, I saw someone say my last name (IRWIN) as if he was delivering my food to me.
This was different. Someone wearing a McDonald's uniform called my name for a triple cheeseburger. Needless to say I did not take the food and waited endlessly for my Burger King burger.
After that, I transitioned to a new dream.
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