Dreamt in a class about steak preparation.

I was Luigi of Mario bros fame. Used special up B to tenderize steak. Was asked how often I did this; once an hour on the hour.

Colleague (mike V?) was thinking the food got in the way of the wine tasting. I didn’t disagree the chips were delicious.

Bully at PGR. Was manishi there?

Some offsite trip, tropical.

Big white dude kept coming up to me wanted to punch me. I asked what he gon do. Get into fight like cobra Kai.

After hours I see from his perspective he starts to make a presentation to one up me at work. Ends up showing that we’re all fucked and the business going to fail. Settle this miyagi do style.