Thursday, December 8, 2016
I was in my father's house which was a huge mansion. One of my old friends walks into the door, with one of her friends who is in two leg casts. My father asks if they parked in the driveway and they say yes, so he tells them to move. I tell him that they can wait a few minutes since this girl had two broken legs. He tells me it needs to move, so I yell at him and tell him I'm 32 years old and I can park a car in the driveway if I want to. Of course then I went to move the car. I get out to this car and it's a red convertible. I drive it around the HUGE circle drive and into the attached parking garage. There is a parking attendant (Jonathan Brandis) and I ask him how I park in this garage and get back to my dad's house and he says he doesn't know. I thank him anyway and drive to a parking spot. I pull the car into a parking spot and then start wandering this enormous garage trying to figure out how to get back into the house. I found a water slide and tons of people, but still no entry to the house. I end up getting approached by a random staff person working in this parking garage after wandering for at least an hour, and apparently the original parking attendant had put out a notice to people because he hadn't seen me come out and I looked lost and confused when I entered. So I was escorted toward the door, and before I got there I woke up to my alarm again.