Pleasant Dreams...

I was sitting in my office at work today when my co-worker walked in. "Hey Camille" he said, "I just thought you'd like to know that I had a dream about you last night and you were fat".

"What?"

"You were fat. I don't know why. There were a bunch of us from work and you were there and I looked at you and noticed that you were fat."

{I begin to laugh hysterically to hide the shock on my face}

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I thought you'd like to know"

"You thought I'd like to know that you think I'm fat?"

"No. I thought you'd like to know about my dream."

"Oh. Are you a visionary person?"

"No"

"Psychic?"

"No"

"So you have no way of telling me whether or not I'm really going to get fat?"

"No. It was just a dream"

Oh right. Just a dream. And such a pleasant one at that.

Well, I'm not going to wait and find out if his dream becomes my reality. I'm off to go work out.