[ WP ] Something weird from a recent dream

The store looked a bit like target, only bigger. A bit more sectioned off in each area, A bit more warehouse chic The checkout line was smaller. There was not a lot of people mulling around. It was not a place I would normally go, unless I needed something from the store specifically. Maybe something in bulk? 
 
 So far nothing caught my eye. 
 
 Seeing what looked like old shelving units from a library, You know the kind, metal and beige. It was very out of place for such a high end department store. I was locked in. I made my way to the out of place shelves. What lay upon them were a mess of neglected records. “ Amazing! ” I muttered going though, They were in no order and it had looked like at one point they were set up neatly, but someone had piled them on their back, taken their hand and shuffled them around just because. 
 
 I must have spent a long time over in beige shelves looking and fixing records, until something caught my eye, ‘ Phil Ochs ’ I gleemed. Until I heard a voice. “ Like ochs? ” Looking over I saw a girl no older than myself, she had on a messenger bag, a beanie and a coat that seemed a bit big, which was impressive because she was tall. A bit awkward. 
 
 The thing is, I can work out, in detail what to say to people in my head, oh yeah, I am really enjoy Phil Ochs. That is what I will be thinking, What will come out is something completely different. A far distant thought, something vaguely related to what I am trying to say. “ He is ok ” I muster. It was the understatement of my life. 
 
 We get to talking and I manage to convey that he is more than ok, that I do in fact like Ochs. As did she and our conversation veered as we took our haul to the front. the name of the department store I made note of in the back of my mind. 
 
 That is when it happened. 
 
 The store had a intercom with music on, it must of been Pandora, and I have no idea how this particular store chose their music but it was not anything I personally though was bad. Maybe they asked the employees what they liked? 
 
 The mountain goats came on, they are a band I like quite a lot. I don ’ t care if you don ’ t like them, I don ’ t care if you don ’ t like anything I listen to, that is why we are all different. But the girl who I stood in line with talking about Phil Ochs with at the at the first syllable of the song, asks “ what is the deal about about the song for charles bronson?'' 
 
 Before I could even say anything The first two Front end cashiers started singing the first verse, then a guest and another cashier, and this happened though the whole song. Not a single word was missed, no one said a word wrong. 
 
 
 I woke up to the ending drums of the song and lay questioning the whole thing. 
 

