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Only 6, 8, and 12, please

Permalink 09/19/08 at 06:57:31 am, by Ed, 356 words   English (US)
Categories: School, Dreams of a phenytoin addict

I had a very long, convoluted dream last night. I believe I was in a group of students being tested for our general intelligence and how well we can find solutions to problems and how good our memory is, etc.

I think Frau Rolling was in charge, which is kinda weird because I haven't had her as a teacher for six years. But that's not all. At one point, we were told to "only pay attention to 6, 8, and 12", which we didn't know what that meant at the time.

Much later, I was in a room with one teammate, and we had to answer questions. Or, we assumed so anyway, it's all very mystic. They just shoved us in a room, and we had to first of all find out what to do in there.

There was a pull chain, so we pulled it, and that turned on an overhead projector with 12 questions on it. We worked through them slowly (one of the questions: How can you tell if a person in a fur coat is about to turn right?), and we got about half-way through before somebody announced our time was up. Everybody else came in, who had gone through the same challenge, as did Frau Rolling, and then mentioned that she had previously said to only do 6, 8, and 12, if you recall?

Apparently by that time, nobody had recalled, because they all did the same thing we did, and stumbled through the hard problems. Numbers 6, 8, and 12 were really easy questions though. We all felt kinda stupid at this point.

I wonder if this came from an experience I had in 6th grade, which was similar (a page full of instructions, the last one being "only do this instruction, and none of the other ones" and we were told to read carefully the entire page before beginning) or from a blurb I read on Penny Arcade at the bottom a few days ago?

By the way, if you're wondering, a man in a fur coat always shows small signs of his body beginning to turn, which cause the fur to ripple, before he actually starts to turn.

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