I was looking for an office in my dream. I had been offered an afternoon, 5-day a week, secretarial job but hadn't received a letter telling me who would be meeting me or how much I was being paid.
I was wandering around a private care home. Through different areas with locked doors, at 1 point I was given a 'key': (like the 1 I used to get out of the campsite at the weekend): so that I could access those areas. Without supervision …….. I heard one person say 'that's the new secretary' and another 'she looks lost' but no-one approached with help. At 1 point a dog came out from under a desk and I was told I would get a typewriter if I guessed the breed correctly. BedlingtonX but the woman didn't agree.
One girl had a manual type-writer
(saw several in the fair for sale over the weekend
) and I was told that everyone used them. Well not I! MAC or nowt
. At 1 point I saw my sister struggling up some stairs but she was too far away for me to assist. Eventually I told this particular girl that I wasn't hanging around any longer ………