I'm manager of something of my department and I've been given a lot of work to do. There are catalog requests piling up. Tons of them - some involved getting outakes too. There's no way I can do all this. I should have kept checking the catalog request box.  I have lunch with Christine and Jen. We're at a pier on the ocean. I decide to go swimming since I'm so overwhelmed. Christine is swimming too - with goggles on. We swim along the pier. The water is blue with leopard stripes of green where it's shallow. White sand on the bottom. I put my feet down and the sand is really soft and smushy. I dont like it cause I feel like there are things buried in there.  Swimming along I see Christine standing and I go over and stand too. The surface is dry feeling and looks crackly. I automaticaly sense that something is wrong with this picture. I put Christines goggles on and look underwater. It's hard to tell but I think that I see a huge HUGE fucking snake. I scramble out of the water and stand there looking at the ocean floor. All of a sudden I see a chunk of the floor lift up and a big brown eye open. It is a snake! Holy shit! His head is a big as two people. We all go running down the boardwalk screaming and warning people. The snake moves along with us.  Some how the snake is now in a box the size of a pint of milk. It's whipping around in there and scratching to get out. It make a little hole in the side and pokes it's tail out and then it's whole body. Freak out! It gets into another box and it keep doing the same thing. Everytime it breaks out it gets larger and larger and more dangerous and scary. [Christine and Jen = Women i worked with]