Friday, 19 April 2002
the stairway

I dreamt that I had been hired back at Apple. but this was a more goth-like company than the Apple everyone is used to.

I was hired in some sort of QA capacity. I was supposed to come by and get myself set up the night before my start day. so I was there in this big white cubical building that was mostly empty. there was a cafeteria type area in the lower floor. the chairs had those flattened-elliptical curved backs and were primary colors. I'm sure in the daytime it was quite festive, but not at night, empty.

I went upstairs to where I would be working. it looked like an empty highschool room. or maybe that was another area. there was a lab area too, which amazingly enough looked like the old Apple Quicktime QA lab (which in real life I had only been to a couple times). I got the impression a lot of people had been laid off. I picked up an audio CD in the lab and looked at it. it was really 3 albums on one CD. the first two parts were some country music thing. the last one was a few songs by the Frogs. the cover and label were brown and swirly, with black cursive lettering. I was reminded (by a voice?) that this album was wildly popular, and I should make copies for my soon-to-be-coworkers. I vaguely wondered why anyone would like it.

at that point I realized that I neither owned nor had access to a CD burner, and I never did learn how to rip CDs. I began to wander around looking for the build engineer, whom I thought was Tim, but I had no idea where to look. I came to the front of the building and realized there was this stairway that went round and round. it took two straight flights to get from floor to floor and at each landing going up turned 90 degrees counterclockwise. the stairs were white with fat red metal bannisters/railings.

I stopped at the top of the stairs, my brain was working, trying to remember. I finally remembered that when I worked at Apple last time, we used to race down these stairs. it was sort of like a daredevil/thrill challenge to go down the stairs really really fast and it was very satisfying to successfully reach the bottom without falling or tumbling or knocking someone over. I began to look forward to working there.

I started to go down the stairs and then I thought, why not. it's night, nobody is here. so I tried it again. that's when I realized that the key to going down the stairs was making use of the railings to skip big chunks of stairs (and thus using all 4 limbs).

and that's all I remember from this dream.

Posted by dracon at 19 April 2002 10:51
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