First visual "dream" I have is serving at a counter service restaurant topless Also distinctly remember grabbing random platters & just looking for the right table via eye contact.
I think the worst part was openly complaining about this in the dream and having some dipshit at a table laugh & tell me "Welcome to the service industry."
Why can't I just lucid dream about killing fascists?
Honestly I can agree when it's something balls to the walls, but I think the mundaneness of this one was particularly off-putting.