Once upon a dream I had a crystal car that was mostly clear amber in hue. (Dream logic. Go figure.) A person wanted the crystal car and kept badgering me about giving it. Nope. Fuck you.
She then made a big show of investing in my business to “support me”, but she’s so territorial about her investments that no one else joined her out of fear of reprisal since she would have to share profits. Customers stopped coming and instead she sent “personally referred” clients instead.
It was a tactic meant to isolate me and make me dependent on her. I prepared to close the business and open something new. The crystal car is a personal item, not belonging to the store, so even if she did a hostile takeover on the spot, the crystal car would still be my personal possession.
A friend suddenly invested as well, matching the tycoon’s money. He knew he was throwing money away but wanted to give me time to create a plan that she couldn’t buy into.
She called a press conference about the “hostile” action and why it justified taking over my business immediately. While she was doing so, her “clients” stole the crystal car and went joyriding. They lost control, fell into the river, and went over the waterfall she was using as the visual backdrop to her conference.
The crystal car was shattered live on TV. But it took all the force of the drop, saving the idiots who stole it.
She cancelled the press conference, halted the takeover, and ran back to her offices to plan how to spin this in her favor.
In the mean time, my friend sold the crystal pieces as good luck shards since the car saved the occupants and the base of the waterfall was considered a lucky well. He sold all the pieces except one which he gave to me and raised so much money, I was able to buy out his and that bitch’s investments while pocketing a good amount of money for the business.
So nice to have a “normal” dream for once.
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Yea, I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop also.