I was visiting a relatives house on a Sunday and they decided we had to go to church. My mom and I followed them there in my Ferrari. I had no idea where I was. She and I sat in a near the front row with some large women. It was a tight fit.
My community band was set up in the front area. They were there to play during the ceremony. I wondered why I didn’t know about this. I decided not to let them know I was here so I stayed in my seat.
Church started when my mom got up and went to the front of the building and started making announcements and introducing people. I had no idea what was going on or why she was involved. I noticed that one of my shoes were missing. I looked around to find it but it had fallen down a deep opening under the pew. It was lost forever.
As my mom was up, another old lady sat down in her seat. A few minutes later she got up and moved to another seat. I moved over to have more space. Suddenly my pants felt wet. I stood up and looked at the seat. The old lady had peed on the seat and I sat in it. Ewwww! It was all over my iPod so I got up to go find a restroom to rinse it off.
I thought I had been there before and knew where the restroom was so I went upstairs and around to an ofice area but there was a vault where I thought the restroom was. I went back downstairs where there was a large cafeteria full of people. Suddenly I had a tray of finished food. So I was wet, had a gross iPod and a tray of food.
I wandered around the cafeteria looking for the place to dump my tray so I could go find a restroom. I couldn’t find it anywhere. I ended up back in the serving line so I climbed over the inlet turnstile to get out. The cafeteria lady thought I was stealing food so I showed her the used plates on the tray containing only a half eaten brownie. She still wouldn’t belive me. I was fed up with this and just dumped it, tray and all, into a nearby trashcan.
I set off again to find the restroom. My mom found me and told me I was expected in the church. They were honoring me for signing a $380,000 check. I didn’t care and told her to take a picture as I walked away looking for the restroom.
I searched all around. Nobody would help me. I was dry by then and just gave up. I was too embarrassed to go back into the church area so I decided to just go sit in the Ferrari until it was over.
I started the engine. It seemed to be running too fast to be idling and when I looked up I was driving. The street turned into a dirt road getting smaller as I went. I wasn’t even sure I would be able to stay on them at high-speed. At a sharp bend, another car was coming the other way and he ditched it so as not to hit me. I kept on going unable to stop.
Passing multiple dirt intersections thinking if I go straight I would not get as lost I ended up at a dead-end in a little gypsy camp with a bonfire going. After putting out the fire in my hair I was able to turn around and try to drive out. As I drove straight the road became impassable. I pulled out my GPS and tried to attach it to the dashboard without success. I had to hold it in my hand. There was someone else in the car now. I don’t know who it was.
The GPS showed my position with a triangle but no roads. It also indicated three airplanes that were dropping bombs on me. I turned around and tried randomly to find my way out as the planes dropped bombs around me.
I woke up glad to put and end to that.