A couple nights ago I had one of those dreams where I was working at my old job, but it wasn't the same office, and while some of my former coworkers were with me, there were also a couple people from other times in my life.
Note: I love that about dreams -- it's a chance to see everyone!
So, I was at work, presumably in Chicago, but it was known that I was still in Mexico. I was talking with a coworker when the phone rang. The receptionist announced over the intercom that "Mexico" was on the line for me.
Note: It should really be "the United States", but dream logic doesn't always make sense. And really, at the very least, it should be a department calling.
I snatched up the phone. "Yes? Yes?" Did they have an answer? Would we finally learn our fate?
A woman began speaking in English. "We've reviewed your file and have found that everything is in order..."
My heart leapt.
But she wasn't finished.
She proceeded to speak legalese for another five minutes: "...contrary to what the documents stated, we're unable to determine..." blah blah blah.
I started crying and finally interrupted her. "Please. Just tell me yes or no."
And then I woke up.