Samurai Butcher

I had a dream last night of becoming a samurai butcher.

I was jobless, penniless and living at home with my parents.  My dad was pushing me to find a job.  I told him I wanted to become a samurai butcher working for Jordan Caterers in Cheshire.  He looked at me like I was nuts.

He made me get a job as a cashier at stop & shop instead. 

The money in my cash drawer was all mixed up together.  I couldn’t organize it.  There was a woman impatiently waiting for me to make change.  I kept thinking how much better it would be if I was a samurai butcher.

I went to Jordan Caterers.  They already had a samurai butcher working for them.  I watched as he sliced the meat with his katana.  He acted like I didn’t exist.

I can’t remember much else of the dream, but this is what it means according to my dream dictionary;

To dream of a sword – High position with many honors and distinction, if you own the sword.

Meat – Raw meat indicates much worry and discouragement in your career.

Butcher – There may be a long and fatal illness in your family.  Be careful of what you write in a letter or document, as it may be used later at your detriment.

I’m worried about what they wrote for that last one.  Maybe that only applies to dreaming of a regular butcher and not the samurai kind?

I have to lay off the kung fu movies at night.


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3 responses to “Samurai Butcher

  1. Holly

    you also have to lay off the zombie movies too!!

  2. It sounds like you’re making problems your self by trying to remedy this issue instead of looking at why
    their is really a issue inside the very first place

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