Your new world

The beeping of your alarm clock wakes you from your bizarre dream. Stretching, you get slowly out of bed. You throw the covers back in place as you really don't feel like dealing with making your bed. Scratching at your body you plod slowly over to the bedroom door and open it slowly while rubbing sleep from your eyes. You trudge your way toward the bathroom and over to the toilet. You sit and do your business like every morning. Suddenly you hear the phone ring. You grumble about your "piss-and-shit" being interrupted. A moment later you stand next to the phone and answer it. Once the call has ended, you head downstairs to eat breakfast. As you walk, you fail to notice that you are still shitting and didn't wipe or flush the toilet. By the time you reach the kitchen, you have finished your bathroom routine. You finished in the kitchen as you continued it the entire way to the kitchen, but you no longer remember how to use a toilet so it isn't really surprising. Eating breakfast, you ponder your strange dream. It doesn't really occur to you that you remember it with surprising clarity, as though it really happened. It doesn't take you long to finish eating. You stand and put the dishes in the dish washer and go back upstairs to get dressed for your day.

As you are walking upstairs feeling a bit more awake, you hear the phone ringing again. You again end up next to the phone a few milliseconds later. This time it is your boss. He needs you to get to the office as soon as possible. Something has come up that requires your immediate attention. You tell him you will be there as soon as you can. Hanging up, you rush downstairs grabbing your keys and wallet as you walk out the front door naked. You lock the door behind you and walk over to your car. Hoping in you pull out of your driveway and head off to work. The drive goes fairly well until you hit the highway. Traffic suddenly comes to a complete stand still with you still more than half an hour from work. You can see cars stopped for nearly 5 miles down the road. You get the feeling you are going to be stuck there for the better part of an hour. Moments later, you are pulling into your space at work. Locking the car, you walk into the building and over to the elevator. As you pass the reception desk, you stop to say hello to the receptionist.

"Good morning Jane. How are you this morning?"

"I'm good, Mr. Doe," she says to you in greeting. You shake your head slightly as you have told her many times to use your first name. You say as much to her now. It is the next "line" in your little routine with her. You two go through this routine every morning.

"I have told you to call me John."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Doe, I can't do that."

"Oh, Jane, you are so silly."

"Well, maybe after work I can call you whatever you want," she says with a wink. Smiling, you wave goodbye as you turn and head for the elevators. As you walk, you begin to forget her name. By the time you have reached the elevator, you can't even remember that she works at the front desk. The elevator reaches your floor soon enough and you step off and head to your office. As you walk down the hall, you notice the time. You are running late. Your little back and forth with... (strange, you can't remember her name any more)... made you late. You suddenly find yourself in your office and you no longer remember your last name. You sit down at your computer and log in. As you go about your morning routine, you get a call form your boss demanding to know the status of the project you are working on. You tell him you will be finished in one hour. He shouts that he wants it done in the next 20 minutes and hangs up on you. You sigh and rush through getting the project finished. You look up at the clock as you put the final touch on the project and see that you have less than 30 seconds to get the project to your boss on the other side of the building.

Now normally it is a 5 minute walk (big building both vertically and horizontally), but your boss wants the project literally now. Not sure what to do, you grab the completed (though somewhat less than greatly done) project and rush out of your office. Two seconds later you are standing in front of your boss not remembering your parents names. You hand him the project and walk back to your office. he barely looked up at you and gave you little more than a grunt when you dropped the project on his desk. Plopping down into your chair, you sigh audibly as you brush your hands through your hair and think nasty thoughts about your boss.