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Forty One

A retread of familiar ground - an Asda inspired dream, coming two years after I finished working there and moved back to York. 'Am welcomed back to Asda as a Christmas temp (I believe this dream was inspired by a short video of Oli dancing at work that he uploaded to Facebook - he has subsequently been fired for a variety of offenses). I congratulate Lee Whitlock on his promotion to some sort of management type chump and wave to Phil, a man who never worked there but is inexplicably present. The canteen has been replaced with computers, and downstairs the shelves are filled with items I am unfamiliar with. A security team ask me and Hassan (Adam's Karachi-based Uni chum) to round up short people who they want to speak to for 'marketing purposes'. I run around blindly, asking nobody and hoping that security will not notice. Hassan appears to do the same, and we regroup prior to returning to security to discuss our strategy. We will be fired if we do not find 18 people. A