Parts for the Machine

I was working in a warehouse and had the task of ordering parts to repair the machinery.  There was one machine in particular that need many repairs.  The parts all came in one shipment.  There were many neon light tubes of different sizes, a cowling that had a motor on the end and a frequency generator.  I went with the technician to replace the parts.  The neon lights fit in a very tight spot and we had to bend the bulbs so they would fit in properly.  The technician said it was lucky the bulbs were flexible.  We didn't need the cowling but needed the motor on the end.  I told the technician that we had to order the whole assembly to get the motor.  He was really surprised about the frequency generator and said he had been trying to get on for months. 

Stow Away

I was in a large warehouse with a lot of boats stored inside.  I looked behind me and there was a box that was shaped like a door, tall and not very thick.  There was a piece of plywood that was coming out on the bottom of the box.  It moved out more and more .  I pulled the piece of plywood off and there was somebody inside the box.  It was somebody I knew but had not seen for a long time.  They told me they were living inside the box and somebody had nailed it shut while they were in it.  I asked him how he could breath inside the box and he said that he just barely made it out.

Crawling to the warehouse

I was crawling along in a ditch trying to get to a building.  I was crawling to avoid being seen.  Two friends were on the other side of a field and kept yelling to me to hurry up.  A helicopter flew over head and illuminated me with it spotlight.  I tried to hied but the spotlight would not go away.  Finally I stood up and walked to the building.  When I got inside there was an argument going on.  Large men with hard hats were standing across from each other and shouting at each other.  They were holding four by fours in their hands and beating their chests.  I got closer to watch and another group of men cam charging out and a big battle started. 

Strangers in the warehouse

I was walking around in a large room like a warehouse.  Everything was all in white but the lights were very low so it appeared to be dark.  There were rows of boxes that were about 5 feet high arraigned so that you could see over them but not walk around easily.  There were three teenage boys walking around looking at things.  I questioned them and they said the door was unlocked so they just walked in.  I knew the door was locked but could not figure out how they got through so many locked doors.  They left and the cleaning lady came in.  I told the cleaning lady about the boys and she showed me a bunch of screws that they had left behind.  I gathered up all the screws and counted them to make sure we had them all.  I placed them in a bowl on the floor.  As I was walking out I accidentally kicked the bowl and the screws went all over the floor.  The cleaning lady helped me pick them all up and recount them.