twentyone21
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a menial job at the central? library of a large US city...and I left on bad terms....ok).....So I'm now somehow Frank Sinatra at about age 40. And I walk down to the underground loading dock of the central library. And I'm thinking , "Won't they be surprised to see Frank Sinatra." At first I don't see anyone. And the dock has changed like they have bricked up a couple of the loading bays. Then I hear voices in conversation. I identify a voice as the head of the library system. And another voice as Peter Lawford (member of the "rat pack" along with Sinatra....case you dont' know). And I yell to where the voices are coming from. And both men come down some stairs to meet me. And it's sort of like "hey ...how ya doin? been a long time" stuff. I sincerely apologize for leaving on bad terms. And while I'm apologizing there is a very sexy brunette sort of lying on the floor doing a very provocative "dance" if you want to call it that. And she's dressed as a harem girl. And I keep turning from watching her to facing the old boss while I try to keep my mind on my apology. Ok. Then the old boss, Peter Lawford, and Frank Sinatra ( now I'm not Frank anymore. I'm just me) have to go to some night club. And I make some excuse why I can't go with them. But I could tell they really didn't want me tagging along. And so the three of them (the dancing girl just sort of vanished I guess) high step back into the building and the old boss is playing the flute. So I walk back to the driveway ramp to walk out to the street level. The end.