Originally Posted By: PeterChenoweth
I had a female coworker recently tell me that she had a dream about me. That's always a weird conversation starter.

Shyeah!

 Originally Posted By: PeterChenoweth
Something about the two of us were driving (in my wife's car, no less) to my house where my wife was cooking dinner for us. My coworker says that when we got to my house, I told her she could pick any fish she wanted. I had like this giant wall of fish in my kitchen. She picked something (sounded like a swordfish) and I grilled the whole thing for her. She says that the strongest feeling from it was that the fish was very important.


Are you her boss, or in some other way an important guy at work? Because the swordfish = you = important. The sword is your phallus, and she's eating it. With your blessing, even, because you told her she could eat any fish she wanted. In your own house, transported by your wife's car, while your wife was slaving away in the kitchen, no less!

Watch out for that lady at work - sounds like her subconscious fantasy is to get one over on your wife.

Bears, beets, Battlestar Galactica.