A theme of general failure and shame. With some group, in a room; seemed to be a mixture of people I know or have known, including some recent (now ex-) co-workers. A gathering that I was a part of was supposed to put on a short, impromptu 'variety show', almost like a a final exam (or 'competition?) after some time spent together (possibly a class?).
I, however, had nuthin'. I was prepared to just say pass on me, as I had nothing. I figured it would be sad, and embarrassing, but I really couldn't think of anything I could do that I could prep for in such a short time (it really had to be something you already had ready to go). The only thought I had was maybe to do some Steven Wright-type one-liners, but simply couldn't remember many (memory's not the greatest these days). I felt bad, and inadequate (for not somehow having a suitably amusing 'act' I could pull out of my @ss, I guess) as other people started to put on their 'skits', but the dream ended before they got to me.
I, however, had nuthin'. I was prepared to just say pass on me, as I had nothing. I figured it would be sad, and embarrassing, but I really couldn't think of anything I could do that I could prep for in such a short time (it really had to be something you already had ready to go). The only thought I had was maybe to do some Steven Wright-type one-liners, but simply couldn't remember many (memory's not the greatest these days). I felt bad, and inadequate (for not somehow having a suitably amusing 'act' I could pull out of my @ss, I guess) as other people started to put on their 'skits', but the dream ended before they got to me.
Tags:
- acts,
- dreams,
- failure,
- inadequacy,
- performance,
- shame,
- skits