my dream

So last night I dreamt that I was interviewing for a job. Wonder where that came from. I decided not to eat the night before so I would fit into my size zero suit for the next day. Yea and life works that way. And I decided to wear six inch heels. We all know that means trouble. So I get there and first off the staff goes into a song and dance number and asks me to join in. Little do I know this is some sort of test of social norms. I passed that one. Then they kept saying off color remarks to me to see if I would agree and fall into the trap. After going to the ladies room, they left me to find my way back to the interview room as another test. At that point I realized that I didn't even remember the name of the school I was interviewing at. Awkward. I ended up leaving in the middle. You don't need to be Freud to tell me what this dream is about.