Cloth factory

I was in a factory that was making cloth.  The walls were all white.  There was a large machine that was making cloth.  My task was to take the cloth as it came out and roll it up.  The cloth kept going crooked and the rolls had lumps in them.  Sometime the cloth would catch on a nail in the floor and then start tearing so that made the bundles of cloth uneven.  I took the bad bundles and put them on a stack.  The stack of bad bundles was growing very fast.  Somebody else was running a sewing machine.  The machine took several spools of thread and wove the threads into rope.  The rope was very loosely woven and it had a distinctive geometric pattern to look at.  The pattern was complex and beautiful to look at.  All the threads were different colors.