In the military, watching a huge project, assembling a flat thing with many squares and moving it. Taking it apart, I go down and get a corner piece. Take it to the temp depot to register it but I don’t have ID. Go to my locker, go to another locker, realize I have it on my badge. Go back to another locker Steff E is there, I open her daughter’s locker We chat-I close the locker and go back and the depot is being dismantled. I’m in trouble and the CO is too.
My exciting life, this place