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<blockquote data-quote="Num7" data-source="post: 247066" data-attributes="member: 1"><p><h3><em><span style="font-size: 26px">Cathedral of Overconsumption</span></em></h3><p><em>So, I’m sitting with a couple of people in some sort of student lounge. A place at school where you chill at lunchtime or between classes. Apparently, I’m an adult, yet, I’m sitting in a student lounge. I spot a dude I knew back in high school who’s also my age. We’re not kids. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>So we talk a little and exchange a few anecdotes from back in the day. Then he says we should move out, so we head outside and walk in the city. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Then he decides to take me to church. So we get in the queue to get in. Tons of people want to go to church, here! As we get in, I struggle to follow him, so I’m unable to sit with him. I end up sitting beside an annoying kid. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>So, the service starts and I spot the guy way over there. He rolls his eyes because I somehow got lost in my local church and couldn’t follow him properly… He won’t be mentioned from here on. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Alright, so, that kid I’m sitting next to is super annoying. Even though I didn’t have a backpack, now I have one! It’s sitting between me and that kid. For no reason, he starts looking inside my backpack and pulls out my Gerber multi-tool pliers. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>I’m suddenly super angry, I grab the kid by the neck and push his head against the bench’s backrest. Then I take the pliers out of his hands and I tell him something super violent! </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>“If you don’t stop being annoying and touching my backpack and stuff, I’m going to gouge your fucking eyes out with these pliers, in front of everyone here, you little shit!” </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>The kid doesn’t care what I said, but his dad tells him to calm down. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Slowly, some of the aisles of the church move and change. Some church benches become mountains of boxes, and people walking between aisles are now pushing shopping carts. The church is turning into a Costco before my eyes! </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>At some point, some clumsy dude accidentally hits a mountain of pink muffin boxes with his cart, which causes them to fall down on the floor. Dozens of pink muffins roll around on the concrete floor. That little kid beside me is laughing his ass off, because of the man’s clumsiness. What a little turd. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Suddenly, there’s confusion as to what I bought. So I have to search my backpack and pockets to find my receipts and show someone that I indeed bought the 2 boxes of weird pink muffins sitting in front of me. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>At that point, I woke up. </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>I also had another dream in which I was playing electric guitar (and being very bad at it) on a stage with 2 other dudes. I was the secondary guitar, so no one noticed I was barely playing delayed single notes, because I had trouble following and didn’t know the songs. Not a great performance! </em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Num7, post: 247066, member: 1"] [HEADING=2][I][SIZE=7]Cathedral of Overconsumption[/SIZE][/I][/HEADING] [I]So, I’m sitting with a couple of people in some sort of student lounge. A place at school where you chill at lunchtime or between classes. Apparently, I’m an adult, yet, I’m sitting in a student lounge. I spot a dude I knew back in high school who’s also my age. We’re not kids. So we talk a little and exchange a few anecdotes from back in the day. Then he says we should move out, so we head outside and walk in the city. Then he decides to take me to church. So we get in the queue to get in. Tons of people want to go to church, here! As we get in, I struggle to follow him, so I’m unable to sit with him. I end up sitting beside an annoying kid. So, the service starts and I spot the guy way over there. He rolls his eyes because I somehow got lost in my local church and couldn’t follow him properly… He won’t be mentioned from here on. Alright, so, that kid I’m sitting next to is super annoying. Even though I didn’t have a backpack, now I have one! It’s sitting between me and that kid. For no reason, he starts looking inside my backpack and pulls out my Gerber multi-tool pliers. I’m suddenly super angry, I grab the kid by the neck and push his head against the bench’s backrest. Then I take the pliers out of his hands and I tell him something super violent! “If you don’t stop being annoying and touching my backpack and stuff, I’m going to gouge your fucking eyes out with these pliers, in front of everyone here, you little shit!” The kid doesn’t care what I said, but his dad tells him to calm down. Slowly, some of the aisles of the church move and change. Some church benches become mountains of boxes, and people walking between aisles are now pushing shopping carts. The church is turning into a Costco before my eyes! At some point, some clumsy dude accidentally hits a mountain of pink muffin boxes with his cart, which causes them to fall down on the floor. Dozens of pink muffins roll around on the concrete floor. That little kid beside me is laughing his ass off, because of the man’s clumsiness. What a little turd. Suddenly, there’s confusion as to what I bought. So I have to search my backpack and pockets to find my receipts and show someone that I indeed bought the 2 boxes of weird pink muffins sitting in front of me. At that point, I woke up. I also had another dream in which I was playing electric guitar (and being very bad at it) on a stage with 2 other dudes. I was the secondary guitar, so no one noticed I was barely playing delayed single notes, because I had trouble following and didn’t know the songs. Not a great performance! [/I] [/QUOTE]
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