What are boss dreams about?

I had a dream that a coworker I’m in conflict with and my supervisor were both in my car with me. They were in the front seat and I was in the back. I’m wondering if something like this symbolizes powerlessness?

I just had a dream that as a young boy I recieved my little cat.

We went through adventures and hardships together as I grew. I scrimpted and saved what little money I had to buy him food, I cried when he accidentally got out and I stayed awake all night until he came back.

One day my acquaintance brought his dog to my home, the dog was not friendly and bit me and harrassed me and my little cat defended me, getting bitten so I wouldn't have to.

As I grew more, we became inseparable. When my mother and father died he was there for me and kept me company in my bed on those lonely nights. When I turned 18 I was drafted for the war.

In my dream I was walking down a hallway that showed the passage of time. I saw pain and suffering, death and betrayal, I heard bombs and gunfire, I saw children orphaned and parents lose their children and heard the hateful screams of my general telling me to shoot more and to be a man.

When I looked down to my side my little cat was right there with me.

I kept walking and eventually the wars ended. Now I was in my late 20's dragging myself down the hallway, I saw offices and linoleum floors, cubicles and bleary eyed, tired men in suits. I saw my hateful general, now my boss, screaming and spitting telling me to take more clients, take more calls, and work later.

When I looked down to my side my little cat was right there with me.

Now I was in my 40's sitting in my new office. My boss had called me and asked if I had met with the clients yet. I looked at the clock and saw that I was 20 min late, I bolted from my office and before I got to The door my boss stopped me. I was disheveled, my hair was a mess, my shirt was unbuttoned, my eyes were red and my cheeks were stained with tears. He asked me what was wrong with me. I sniffed, wiped my eyes, and clumsily buttoned my shirt with the wrong buttons as I slowly began to cry.

"I'm sorry sir, my little cat just died and I need a moment to collect myself."

"Ha! Are you crying over a stupid cat? You always were useless, in the war and now at this."

He slapped me with those last words. I balled my fists as I stared into his eyes and screamed:

"You bastard. That cat was my life, he was my mother and father, he was my comfort during the war, he was my only source of love while working at this company. He was my best friend and brother, and I think I'd rather join him than work for you one more day. Why don't you just kill me now."

I was now outside in the freezing snow, tall apartment buildings lined the streets and I could see a full moon above me. In front of me, my boss held his old war pistol. He said:

"I knew you were always useless"

as he pulled the trigger. I felt the bullet rip through my chest and I fell. I heard his crunching footsteps fade away in the snow as I lay on my back watching the moon, the blood pouring from my chest.

Everything slowly grew colder, darker, and the last thing I felt was the soft fur of my little cat rubbing against my face and his little meow, before everything faded away.

I've never had a more emotional dream. I woke up crying. I'm still crying. I have a cat that lives with my ex because my mom doesn't like cats. It was the same cat. I got him as a kitten. I miss him.

I had a dream that I woke up as a like an atom in a basic atomic structure like still just rows of atoms stacked in a basic structure.All the atoms were like black and white speckled circles with little faces like two dots for eyes and a simple line for a mouth. And the atoms in the row above mine were whipping me and yelling at me saying. “Everything you know is a lie. All the people you ever knew like your friends and family don’t even exist.” (I fell asleep in my car during a break at work) so the boss Atom proceeds to explain that I’m an atom on the parking decal on the windshield of my car which was right in front of my sleeping face. He said the sticker was being peeled and my existence would soon be meaningless because the sticker is being peeled off the windshield as he spoke. So basically I woke up and was told everything I think is real is a lie this is the truth and now it’s over. Then I woke up. WTF I have another crazy one about a native taking me to a place called the heart of the universe and it was like ethereal/biological/mechanical all at the same time and I could feel the rhythm of its beat like bass coming off giant concert speakers vibrating my chest bones. If you want a more detailed description of that dream I’ll try and remember as much as I can it’s been years.

Hi everyone,
some days ago I dreamt that there was a big picture in the city I live in depicting my old boss very happily driving a red car.

Yesterday I met an ex coworker and I told her about the dream.
She answered back telling me that the boss bought a new red car in real life.

What's your take on it?

Thanks,
Andrea

I am a 22 year old male. Fresh out of college. Working for a pretty decent company, and actually tasked with giving a presentation for new hires to everyone I work with.

Something like 200 people. I have to wear a full suit and tie even.

Last night, I dreamed I was giving the presentation. Everyone sounded impressed. Everything I was saying was on the money. Then, when I got to my key point, I heard snickering in the crowd.

The snickering turned into slight laughter. Then that grew into loud, uproarious laughter.

I felt air conditioning on my bare butt-cheeks.

I looked down and I was naked. But even worse, not even "naked". I was wearing nothing but a red tie and tube socks. You know the ones? The high white socks with red white and blue rings around the top?

My tie hanging over my bare, lily-white belly (not fat, but a rounded belly from snacking too much and never hitting the gym).

Everyone starts snapping cell phone pics as I desperately cover my penis and turn my plump white "bubble butt" towards the crowd and try to get out of the room, which is of course locked.

My boss, Ms. Silvan, gets up and says "Next time I should hire a speaker who's dressed to impress!" and SPANKS my naked ass as I woke up panting in cold sweats.

I know it's ridiculous, but the dream felt SO freaking real. I cringe when I think of that feeling of the air conditioning on my bare tush. I blush when I imagine looking down at my bare body. And the looks on the laughing faces of everyone in the crowd (especially Courtney in Finance ugh).

I confessed to my friend Ashley who laughed and said "Well thanks now I'll never see you again without mentally stripping you down to your adorable tube socks. This is the funniest dream I've ever heard."

1. Does anyone know why she finds this dream so hilarious?

2. Why tube socks when I wouldn't even have that on for the presentation??

3. And why does it bother me so much if it's so impossible to happen???