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Me when the HR woman at work pulls me up about the content that I post on X

Me when the HR woman at work pulls me up about the content that I post on X

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YOOKAY DREAMS 1994 ๐Ÿซฉ๐Ÿ’ค "Had the strangest dream last night. No, seriously. Really weird one." "What d'ya mean, Dave? What happened?" "Britain in the future, right? But it was all... different. Off." "Different how?" "Well, there were these... delivery drivers. Everywhere. On bicycles. Just loads of them, zooming about with these big square bags on their backs. You could order a curry on a telephone - well, not a telephone exactly, more like a little television in your pocket." "A television in your pocket?" "Sort of. Everyone had one. And you could just... summon a curry. Or Chinese. And these lads on bikes would bring it round. Mainly Asian lads, actually. Nice enough. But there were hundreds of them." "Right." "And the high street - you know, our high street? It was all chicken shops and barbers. Like, five of them. All called things like 'Dixy Chicken' and 'Bodrum Shave.' And phone shops. Loads of phone shops, but for the little pocket televisions, not actual phones. Nobody has house phones anymore." "Dave, mate.. you're... how much have you had to drink?" "I'm not drunk! It was just so vivid. And this is the weird bit - there was this politician called Tony Blair." "We know who Tony Blair is, Dave. Young guy, Labour leader". "Right, but in my dream, he was Prime Minister. And apparently he'd done something in 1997 that made all this happen. The chicken shops and barbers and the delivery drivers..." "Dave.. Dave? Just a dream. Want to play croquet?" "Yeah, alright. Good shout. Good shout."

YOOKAY DREAMS 1994 ๐Ÿซฉ๐Ÿ’ค "Had the strangest dream last night. No, seriously. Really weird one." "What d'ya mean, Dave? What happened?" "Britain in the future, right? But it was all... different. Off." "Different how?" "Well, there were these... delivery drivers. Everywhere. On bicycles. Just loads of them, zooming about with these big square bags on their backs. You could order a curry on a telephone - well, not a telephone exactly, more like a little television in your pocket." "A television in your pocket?" "Sort of. Everyone had one. And you could just... summon a curry. Or Chinese. And these lads on bikes would bring it round. Mainly Asian lads, actually. Nice enough. But there were hundreds of them." "Right." "And the high street - you know, our high street? It was all chicken shops and barbers. Like, five of them. All called things like 'Dixy Chicken' and 'Bodrum Shave.' And phone shops. Loads of phone shops, but for the little pocket televisions, not actual phones. Nobody has house phones anymore." "Dave, mate.. you're... how much have you had to drink?" "I'm not drunk! It was just so vivid. And this is the weird bit - there was this politician called Tony Blair." "We know who Tony Blair is, Dave. Young guy, Labour leader". "Right, but in my dream, he was Prime Minister. And apparently he'd done something in 1997 that made all this happen. The chicken shops and barbers and the delivery drivers..." "Dave.. Dave? Just a dream. Want to play croquet?" "Yeah, alright. Good shout. Good shout."

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