The Weird Guy

Lately I've been having a couple of dreams about a different coworker, but I don't know why. In the last one, I accidently touched his arm and freaked out and apologized like i thought he had misophobia or something. He said it was okay. In this one, I was waiting for Jimmy to pick me up or something, and somebody's phone caught on fire. I just remember that I spent the time I was there around this guy for some reason. At one point, he wanted me to lay down with him and made me take off my jeans prior to doing so, but didn't try anything. It was odd. Of course, this particular guy is a bit of an oddball, and potentially neurotic, so I guess it makes sense for him to be a weirdo in my dreams.

Stalked

For some reason everyone at work was wearing towels, as if we had just taken a shower. Jimmy and another girl were hugging each other, so as a joke, I gave Darren a hug, but he took it too seriously. When I left work to go to the library, him and a bunch of other guys were following me as I walked down the street with someone (maybe Jimmy). I got to this crazy library with an arcade and playground on the bottom floor, and books on the top. I tried to find a place to hide and call the police, but Darren and his creepy friends kept finding me, so I was never able to call. I don't think they ever caught up to me, but I was never able to escape either. I remember a bridge between work and the library that was cracked down the center because a tree was trying to grow through it.

Ghost Dad

I had a dream about someone I used to know in high school named Drew. It's weird because we were never really close. In my dream, his father was dead (in reality I think his parents were just divorced). Some guy was sending him text messages and calling him and pretending to be his dead father, and for some reason Drew believed it was really him, despite the fact that he was, you know, dead. But I wasn't fooled. I asked Drew a bunch of questions about this guy, and even stole his phone temporarily to talk to the guy. I don't remember what happened after that, but I'm pretty sure it didn't help.

The Library

I don't remember too much of this, but I remember that one of my work friends and I found a bomb and knew we were gonna die, but it never exploded. The majority of the dream, though, involved me going to a library for whatever reason, and a bunch of men there kept repeatedly smacking my butt. I asked them to stop numerous times, but the harassment continued. Finally I ran out of the library crying and went to another building somewhere. There was a guy there who was kinda big like a chef and wore all white like one too. He continued to work and gave me advice while I sat there telling him all about my horrible experience.