I think the source of this dream comes from various things. First, Mitch sent me this article yesterday about police in Thailand who are punished for minor offenses by being forced to wear a Hello Kitty armband. Second, I spilled gasoline on my shoes yesterday while I was filling up the car on my way back from lunch. I didn’t have time to go home and change so I had endure the smell for the rest of the work day and I was scared to death that a patron would complain or I would get in trouble for getting people high off the fumes or something. Third, I was late for a staff meeting on Tuesday. Lastly, there’s obviously some sort of “you have more responsibilities at work now and yikes that’s scary” thing going on and I guess this is how my psyche is trying to deal with the extra stress.

The balloon thing was pretty funny, though. The Hello Kitty armband definitely wouldn’t work for us since most of us are women and love cats. I guess we could always use it on Matt.