I arrive late for work. It's some sort of factory located at Jefferson and Alter. There's a crowd gathering outside for some sort of pep rally/sing-along ordeal, which I think is pretty dorky. I go inside and guys are pushing large bins of garbage from the crew from the previous night's shift. I go to get changed and for some reason, have to put on a pair of white, loosely knitted pants that look like hockey pants. There are even slots where you can put in knee pads. I wake up before I finish getting dressed.
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