Where the hell do dreams come from?

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I haven’t eaten Domino’s for years, so I’m not sure why I was dreaming about Domino’s, but I was. And I wasn’t just normal me, but SuperMe, as in I was a superhero with the ability to fly.

So Super Kelsey was looking for a way to earn a few more bucks. Domino’s apparently in this dream world was delivering pizzas via an uber-like delivery service accessible from the Domino’s app. If you had time to deliver pizzas, you logged into the app and saw what opportunities were available. Different deliveries earned you a different amount. I suppose this had to do with distance and the size of the order, maybe, but I really have no idea. None of this exactly makes sense.

I thought, “I’m a flying superhero, and I can deliver a lot of pizzas and make a lot of money.”

I picked a delivery that was to earn me $30. There was a catch. In the “special instructions” field the customer had written that I was to pick up cupcakes as well.

First, I had trouble flying. I had to concentrate really hard to do it. When I finally made it to the cupcake shop, it was the wrong one. Ultimately, I showed up with the pizza and cupcakes a few minutes late, which meant I earned nothing. Although, I did earn a pretty big hit to my superhero ego.

All of this begs the question: Where the hell do dreams come from?

After further examination, I actually think I’ve got this one.

Domino’s: Last night I was watching the Spurs vs. Thunder game and saw a Domino’s add with a guy folding boxes with superhuman efficiency.

The Sharing Economy: I wasn’t thinking about uber, but yesterday I did try to convince my wife that we should list our bedroom basement and a campsite in our woods both on Air BnB.

Why I was dreaming at all: Most nights I sleep like a deadman. But last night every kid in the house (all two of them) ended up in our bed, and everyone knows that 80 pounds of kids take up 97% of a king-sized bed.

Final Random Thoughts:

There was a Domino’s box in the fridge at my office today. Where did it come from? What does it mean? Am I actually a superhero at night while I’m sleeping and took the pizza to my office to eat my damaged ego back to superherodom?

Domino’s and every other pizza delivery place should really be doing this.

 

 

 
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