A Typical Dream For Me...
The dream started out at the location of my old job. I was there with my grandfather who needed me to help transport something unspecified to an unspecified location. Me and him decided to drive to the drop-off location separately so I needed a mode of transportation. The mode that I went with ended up being a manual hydraulic pallet jack (Only God knows why I ended up using this). I remember this particular pallet jack was yellow but that's kinda irrelevant. Anyways, my Grandfathers plan was for me to follow behind him to reach the location, as I had no clue where we were going. You might now be thinking, how the hell was using a pallet jack going to be more efficient that just walking there, I mean, the intended way to use a pallet jack is to push or pull it using the handle and somebody by themselves can't really use it to transport themselves (maybe rolling downhill on one, but the roads were flat in the dream). Well, the way that I transported myself using the jack, was to sit on the forks and push myself with my hands... In the next part of the dream that I remember, I was hauling ass on the pallet jack at about 55ish mph, by pushing the road under me with my hands on each side (Carrying none of the cargo I was supposed to help deliver btw).
So there I was driving down the road, following my grandpa's truck (A newer dark grey Ford F-150 fyi), as we arrived at a 4 way stop sign intersection. I remember vaguely that the intersecting road was at a strange diagonal to the road we were on. At the intersection, in the left turn lane, was a group of elderly gentleman all with walkers. These men were not in cars, they were lined up in the turn lane as if they were in cars with nothing but their walkers. One of the gentlemen commented to me about something because I pulled into the turn lane behind him, but I fail to remember the comment. After a while, a sleek black station wagon, almost as long as a limousine but not quite, pulled up from the intersecting road and stopped in the middle of the intersection (It was of more modern design, interesting because most station wagons are older). All of the elders began to move forward and one by one enter this black wagon. Once they and their walkers were all inside the wagon, it pulled out of the intersection and continued on its way.
I continued following my grandfather after this onto some bumpy backroads, until we eventually arrived at our destination. The next thing I remember, we were inside of a large greyish room of an irregular shape and very low ceiling height. There was another group of elders, this time ladies, all sitting together with their walkers, and my father was amongst them. There was a photo on the wall of an American F-18 fighter jet, and my father made a very strange, dream logic esque joke relating the fighter jet to the other people in the room, including me (I unfortunately did remember exactly what the joke was but fail to now). Me and my mother (who was there as well), and my father and grandfather than walked to a different area of the building. The area we walked to had tan pillars and darker walls compared to the previous room. The ceiling height was also taller, but the floor space was smaller. There was an average sized table in the center of this area where presumably my grandfather had unloaded all of the goods we had transported to this location. The only specific thing I remember on this table was a container of fruit including apples.
A rather ugly young woman with blondish hair than opened a door from an adjacent room and walked over to all of us around the table. This woman towered substantially higher than the rest of us at one corner of the table, and she was a little overweight with straight blond hair, probably in her mid 30's if I had to guess. She than began to complain, saying that we didn't pay to use this table and we had to leave. Someone in our group explained to her that we didn't have to pay to use the table, but she continued to be a karen and argue with us about it for a while longer. She eventually just sighed and walked away concluding the dream.
This dream I'd say is a rather common example of the types of dreams I experience each night. I remember my dreams pretty well, and might post some of the more crazy ones on here in the future to keep record and see what other peoples opinion on the matter is.