So friday
I have to fix something in a big hurry, and end up at Grainger picking up emergency stuff. The counter girl is nice, and pretty, and flirty. She helps me with my stuff, though I’m having a time getting all the things i need- and I head back out to the car.
All the time, apparently, she’s been sitting at the computer on a tall stool
As I get about halfway to my car I hear ‘Mr Og! Mr Og!” behind me and I turn around to discover I’m being pursued by an achondroplastic dwarf. For a moment I’m in a Fellini film, and i hobble towards my truck as fast as my crippled up knees will carry me. She catches up, and I realize, I just forgot one of the parts I needed. So She hands it to me, grabs my hand and squeezes it, winks and grins and runs back up the steps to the grainger.
That’s kind of stuck wth me all weekend, and it’s still making me wonder what kind of mushrooms I’ve been eating.
Simultaneously disturbing and arousing…..
Now we know the chased by a dwarf. Dunno but that seems to be the theme of some of those wierder sites on the web.
Kind of like the once section of the library no one really goes.
Now, if you where bleeding while she chased you maybe a florence nightgale theme is called for.
I’ve given this much thought, all day, trying to help figure out how to help interpret your dream.
I keep coming up short.
Jim
Sunk New Dawn
Galveston, TX
(dammit, 2x help is beyond help) feel free to edit!
Jim
Sunk, boat, etc.
You’ve just had a Mark One, Mod Zero “spinner” fantasy. Nothing special about that, especially if you’ve been to Kilosip, Thailand, Naha , Okinawa or Angeles City, Philipines….
Guys, guys. NOT A DREAM. THis happened. If i get back to that grainger, which I often do, I will take a picture of the little lady in question, if she lets me.
We have a friend whom I believe has a mild form of achondroplasty. I’d estimate Annie at about 4’2″, maybe. Her whole family was tiny; my sister went to school with her older sister, who I’d be surprised to find was much over the same height. Their father was sub-5’6″, and their mom is under 5′.
I have to admit that I have a years-long massive crush on Annie, too. She’s cute as a button and has a fun personality. I sometimes wonder what I’d have done if Sally hadn’t come along when she did :)
I had a similar experience at a renaissance festival years ago. A not particularly pretty miss looked deeply into my eyes, flashed some kind of mind-ray and asked me for the flower I was holding. I turned to melted butter and handed it over. My wife was miffed, I was mesmerized. It took WEEKS to get those blue eyes and “what if” out of my head. I don’t understand that 30 seconds to this day.