tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post1221919031008440400..comments2024-03-28T11:20:31.192-04:00Comments on Years That Answer: Retirees dream of past workplacesColettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-18744920772284948322019-05-17T10:16:02.831-04:002019-05-17T10:16:02.831-04:00This one is a A&S (college) based person. Are ...This one is a A&S (college) based person. Are you remembering the HR director for the university? Way back when? He's LONG gone. Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-66596430427546314912019-05-16T11:10:42.638-04:002019-05-16T11:10:42.638-04:00C., just finding this blog and now laughing out lo...C., just finding this blog and now laughing out loud at your nightmare. Knowing this particular workplace, however, the only thing that truly surprises me is the "good guy" role played by the HR director. Must be a very different HR director than the one I remember.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09380150710478331970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-1430594259842024842019-05-04T00:33:14.310-04:002019-05-04T00:33:14.310-04:00Every Dream or especially Nightmare, needs a Hero!...Every Dream or especially Nightmare, needs a Hero!Bohemianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-78224688661548290602019-04-30T11:55:30.210-04:002019-04-30T11:55:30.210-04:00I texted my work friends with the link to the post...I texted my work friends with the link to the post, and they all had fun with it. The D of HR especially liked that she was the hero of my dream.<br />Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-44205440127061742642019-04-30T11:49:41.280-04:002019-04-30T11:49:41.280-04:00Nightmares, recounted, can be the stuff of Comedy ...Nightmares, recounted, can be the stuff of Comedy in the absurdity of them! I Wonder sometimes how our Minds Store Memory in such a way it can be dredged up in Nightmarish Comedies of Errors like that?! It is Interesting to study Dreams and what they might be signifying. I think this one makes it clear that Retirement is preferable? *Winks* I've had some Work Related Dreams since Retiring from my Corporate Lives and tho' DURING them it's a Horror, upon waking and recounting them, they're downright hysterical!Bohemianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-88554778576855592922019-04-29T13:58:34.279-04:002019-04-29T13:58:34.279-04:00A paragraph is defined as “a group of sentences or...A paragraph is defined as “a group of sentences or a single sentence that forms a unit” (Lunsford and Connors 116). Length and appearance do not determine whether a section in a paper is a paragraph. For instance, in some styles of writing, particularly journalistic styles, a paragraph can be just one sentence long.<br />Paragraphs - The Writing Center<br />https://writingcenter.unc.edu/tips-and-tools/paragraphs/Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-27129756391266633822019-04-29T13:41:55.102-04:002019-04-29T13:41:55.102-04:00Come on, you know the answer.Come on, you know the answer.Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-80539403463943837342019-04-29T12:44:30.255-04:002019-04-29T12:44:30.255-04:00What are you asking me for? I left school aged 15....What are you asking me for? I left school aged 15.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-38869844452365944932019-04-29T10:48:22.017-04:002019-04-29T10:48:22.017-04:00And, of course, when I said "your last paragr...And, of course, when I said "your last paragraph" I really meant "your last sentence. I guess. I mean, can a one sentence paragraph be a paragraph, or does it remain a sentence?Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-34805012813762437832019-04-29T10:45:53.747-04:002019-04-29T10:45:53.747-04:00hahahaha, I thought you'd like that. "Hea...hahahaha, I thought you'd like that. "Heavens to Betsy," indeed.<br />Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-57920407117009396942019-04-29T10:07:32.128-04:002019-04-29T10:07:32.128-04:00Heavens to Betsy I didn't want to do that. But...Heavens to Betsy I didn't want to do that. But I must confess I love "scared the living bejeezus outta me" and am daydreaming about which of my fictional characters' mouths it will emerge from.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-63931318638450489682019-04-29T08:45:44.569-04:002019-04-29T08:45:44.569-04:00Rapidly hardening clay, wow. Rapidly hardening clay, wow. Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-16514615982895614042019-04-29T08:44:50.326-04:002019-04-29T08:44:50.326-04:00Oh gee, now I'm imagining what it must be like...Oh gee, now I'm imagining what it must be like to be a professional writer, a gun for hire, without the internet. I miss encyclopedias, though. I foolishly got rid of my set when I moved down to Florida, and now must rely exclusively on the internet. <br /><br />I'm not ignoring your last paragraph. I'm horribly claustrophobic and you just scared the living bejeezus outta me.Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-61391003408073090882019-04-29T03:20:21.659-04:002019-04-29T03:20:21.659-04:00I see the creature forming the gargoyle is stickin...I see the creature forming the gargoyle is sticking out its tongue. Here in UK that's considered an insult. Have you considered that the dream you thought was a dream is in fact continuing reality and misbehaviour has stepped up a notch from shouting down a cell-phone. Just kidding.<br /><br />Your dream falls into a category of affliction intended to torment those who have retired. I regularly have nightmares about being required to write a thousand words on - let's say - transsubstantiation, to a deadline only ten minutes away. Gloomily I reach for the encyclopedia since it appears the Internet has not yet been invented. As I say variants of this situation recur, hammering home the message that time is running out. So what else is new?<br /><br />You "couldn't find the room". Another typical detail, reinforcing the enveloping helplessness.<br /><br />I'm wrestling with the philosophical implications of dying in real life. As opposed to...?Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-78847706515565162292019-04-28T20:04:24.055-04:002019-04-28T20:04:24.055-04:00Wouldn't that be great?Wouldn't that be great? Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-5343584099750247722019-04-28T20:03:55.051-04:002019-04-28T20:03:55.051-04:00Yes, it did. And when I woke up I was shaken, not ...Yes, it did. And when I woke up I was shaken, not stirred. Came right to the computer and wrote it all down. I'm hoping for sweeter dreams tonight.Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-71889949743536089502019-04-28T20:03:00.855-04:002019-04-28T20:03:00.855-04:00I suspect it was chock full of meaning. I suspect it was chock full of meaning. Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-33985010839686336592019-04-28T18:15:43.214-04:002019-04-28T18:15:43.214-04:00Oh dear. The flood! At least you made it through i...Oh dear. The flood! At least you made it through it. My dream floods are usually rapidly hardening clay or something worse - like a landslide.<br />So maybe now that you are enjoying safe retirement your deepest fears from your working life are released. Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-17293028265556090542019-04-28T16:51:12.042-04:002019-04-28T16:51:12.042-04:00Possibly. Or maybe I have no soul to be eaten? W...Possibly. Or maybe I have no soul to be eaten? We'll ponder that for a while….The Chilly Hollow Needlepoint Adventurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10226040212425559526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-69579796421553641702019-04-28T14:54:32.942-04:002019-04-28T14:54:32.942-04:00You left me breathing heavily and hoping for the e...You left me breathing heavily and hoping for the end, because it had to end, didn't it?Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-38320270531138721872019-04-28T14:01:24.879-04:002019-04-28T14:01:24.879-04:00That was a fascinating dream. You probably didn...That was a fascinating dream. You probably didn't think so though. I wonder if there were any Freudian meanings in there.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-70927748713073353122019-04-28T11:25:54.002-04:002019-04-28T11:25:54.002-04:00That's because you left this particular univer...That's because you left this particular university work scene before it ate your soul. Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-13598000747837277792019-04-28T11:25:09.305-04:002019-04-28T11:25:09.305-04:00I started writing it as soon as I woke up. It was ...I started writing it as soon as I woke up. It was quite vivid. Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-90749073531281301512019-04-28T11:01:50.901-04:002019-04-28T11:01:50.901-04:00Yikes! In the past I've dreamed I went to sch...Yikes! In the past I've dreamed I went to school without my underwear but this tops that by loads!The Chilly Hollow Needlepoint Adventurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10226040212425559526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-77683677795815426602019-04-28T10:43:20.090-04:002019-04-28T10:43:20.090-04:00Wow! You remembered that dream in the most detaile...Wow! You remembered that dream in the most detailed way. So much going on, and all of it challenging, right down to the flood. It's good to wake up and remember that you are retired.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com