an infinitely tamer dream than usual

i had a dream last night where i worked in an insane like tropical themed restaurant but all the people that worked there were the same people i work with now, including the owner. so all night the owner is fucking with me because im just chillin drinking lemonade and at one point he wants me to break an egg over my head and get all the sauce into a cup for a customer. i stand there for a minute and say fuck that and throw it at the wall across the room, it breaks through the sheet rock of the wall leaving a gigantic hole and then it breaks emptying its yolky goo into the wall space. charlie (the owner) gets up and yells "FUCKING SONS OF BITCHES IM THROUGH IM FUCKIN THROUGH!" and runs outside, he is followed by a couple other parties of people. charlie was not happy and he fired me and some other fools. i was ok with it, until he broke out the fog machines and the strobe lights and the list of bands that were playing at the restaurant and the limited edition horkey prints that were commissioned for the restaurant and charles wouldnt talk to me about any of it. in the end i was on a roadtrip with the busboys eduardo and lisandro and we were in need of a car mechanic and we walked into the scene from waynes world 2 where charlton heston is the gas station man.