How busy it will be in the run up to the holidays

"It's that time of year again. At least for the business world." you tentatively say hoping that at least Christmas is a normal thing in this crazy world you woke up in.

"Tell me about it. All the businesses seem to be in a competition as to who can bring up Saturnalia first. Like Saturnalia is on the 21st of December, but Businesses treat it like it starts in August or something. And then you get the usual case of people complaining that you aren't inclusive of the jewish holiday of Hannukah, or the Christian holiday of Christmas. despite the fact that most christians and jews don't really mind much." Your mother rants. Being alert as you are you quickly realise that it seems Christmas still exists, but is not the main winter celebration. She then continues. "I mean, you know me, I never cared much to worship the gods of Rome, but I don't get offended by it either. It's mostly an excuse to get drunk and have an affair anyway." You still struggle to comprehend but she continues anyway "Still, aren't you looking forward to when during the actual Saturnalia celebrations, you get waited on hand and foot by your boss?" You struggle to understand that last concept as you recall your boss as being rather strict and stuck up. Still, it must be so so you say.

"Yeah, I guess so. Certainly beats how he treats me normally" You hoped your guess for how he treated you in this world was correct.

"From what you've told me I get the picture." Your mother remarked. "Oh! By the way, Do you need any more of your work togas washed?"

It now clicked into place that the clothes in your wardrobe must have been togas. You saw plenty of them so you said. "I don't think so. My wardrobe seemed pretty full last glance."

"Ok. Well if you need any more washing please don't hesitate to let me know."

You both sat in silence for a while. You tried to figure out what was going on. Something about that "gods of rome" remark made you think you were in some kind of alternate timeline where roman cuture was somehow preserved better. It would certainly explain the togas. And maybe Saturnalia was ancient rome's version of Christmas. You sat and pondered though, how much had actually changed since ancient times. Who knows?

You were interrupted from your thoughts by your mother apparently reminscing "Hey, do you remember when you started waitressing and you accidentally spilled your customers urinal?"

You don't remember, was this some other thing that changed in this world? You do recall your dream said "There may also be a few other situations where it is considered improper to leave to excercise your bodily functions, however, in those cases, you will be provided with an appropriate receptacle. receptacle to go in." You suppose this was it.

"Earth to Adrianna."

You shake your head as if exiting a daydream "Huh what?"

"I was saying do you remember when you spilled a customers urinal?"

This sounded like a deeply embarasing story, you turned away.

"Don't worry, it's not terribly common to make mistakes when you are new to a job." Your mother reassured.