College, Musa, Bad Pizza-All In One Dream

I had another strange dream last night.

I was in Any College Town, USA, and I guess school had just started. I had been there long enough to have a couple friends' numbers, but a bunch of us were supposed to go out to the bars, blah blah. I was with some guy (I think he was blond, but I have no idea who it was), and we were trying to hook up with our other friends, but we couldn't find them. Of course, when you plan on having a long drinking night, you have to eat. So we stop in this pizza place. There was a line, so everyone is just ordering their pizza. When we get to the register to pay, our change was like 1.62 or something. The guy hands me the 62 cents and then points to two pile of pennies on the counter. 100 of them in one pile, and about 50 in the other. The piles have Canadian pennies and American pennies. I tell the guy 'You expect me to count all of those pennies in order to get a dollar? Why would you do that? They aren't even American.' The guy said "I didn't put that pile of money there, but I don't have any dollars for you." I started throwing the Canadian pennies across the counter (near the pizza ovens). Then everyone starts getting mad at me because I wouldn't move out of the way so they could order their pizza. I'm getting so mad. Then another guy comes into the store (I guess a coworker of the pizza guy or whatever), and starts yelling at the guy for putting a pile of pennies there. The guy and I finally get our food, and we meet some other guy who said his name was Bill. I had my notepad handy, and I wrote his name down. So we're eating, and the two pizza guys are totally yelling at each other in the background.

My friends show up and they are Motor Maid friends that I have. So we're all hanging out on the bench outside finishing up our pizza. Musa, the hottie from So You Think You Can Dance, shows up on this little scooter thing that hardly works. The Motor Maid girls and I are all excited to see him, and ask him if he's heading to the bars later, etc. He's very evasive. I don't know why cute boys always think they have to be SO cool. He sucked and when I tried to get his number, he gave me 6 numbers and wouldn't tell me the last one. What a tool. So then the guy Bill and I are talking with everyone and he tells someone that his name is Greg. I'm like 'You told me your name was Bill. I have it on my paper.' Then I look at my paper and Bill was what I had down. He starts making up some story about how he goes by Bill, but his name is Greg. I had a short attention span with him after that.

In the end, Musa left on his scooter that only went like 2mph, and I felt like the grease in my pizza was giving me a bad reaction. So I woke up and had to go potty. HA!!HA!! A disgusting end to a disgusting night. The pizza guy got fired on the spot because I made a scene, and I saw him huff out of the shop and throw down his apron, like Danica Patrick threw down her helmet and keys after her race the other day (I saw it on PTI).

Oh, and the moral was sometimes the things you do can affect people without you really knowing. I'm pretty sure that's a truth. I wonder if Musa fell off his scooter.