dreaming

I'm not sure where I was working (It felt something like a k-marts or something but way better stuff/like what department) but I called another department. They had two lines. One of the calls was announced through the pa system. Then when I called over I know I didn't like the person that picked up. Now I don't remember picking up my name tag when I went over but it's important for later on in the dream. I went over with I think it was suppose to be a computer. It was the size of my hp3600 printer. I went over and exchanged cold hello's with the woman I didn't like. She sorta jump when she saw the supervisor coming. A guy around my age. I wasn't nervous or anything around him, but he was crushing on me big time. He talks to me for a moment and I place my printer on the shelf. I follow him somewhere, but it was still in the store. There was a guy already there taking water from one place to the next. The guy said something about 21 water(I forgot the last word). So the supervisor took me over there and said something about the sink and toilet. The guy that was there was already working on the toilet. The thing is that we were under it. Looking up at the ceiling. Plus the sheer amount of water that were coming through the pipes could in no way come from a toilet and sink. Whatever happened I ended up trying to help the guy out and I this huge circle thing and placed under the pipe for the sink. I would let it fill up about half was and then release it. I did for about three time. The supervisor was there yelling at the other guy about why couldn't he think of doing what I was doing. The next thing I know I soaked from neck to toe. The supervisor guy just couldn't stop staring at me. I went to go change. ( I keep a change of clothes in my locker in both the dream and real life.) After starting to make my way to the lockers I'm changed and dry but it looks like i've just popped up in a class of come sort. I sit at a back table. Before I get there I pick up my printer which turned into a keyboard. I started talking to a girl next to me and that's when I notice my keyboard was different from everyone else. My keyboard was the plain gray, pink and light green. When the class was over there was some big deal with these circle, star, crescent, and square shiny shaped paper I had. Anyway the instructor told me that I had to go and face to face tell this lady that I was leaving and her put some of the shiny paper in my hand. I walked over to the other side and there was this blond lady there just uncontrollable crying. I try to comfort her. I told her goodbye and then she like disappeared or something. The only lady left in the room was this pregnant lady that her water should be breaking at any moment. I gave her a small hug though I could feel I wanted to give her a bigger hug. She had on this pink shirt but I couldn't make out the writing that was on it, that was in hot pink glitter. I went back to my sit. The instructor came up to me place on hand on the back of chair and other right in front of me. He seemed different somehow. I asked him for my name tag. He whispered something nasty/mean in my ear. He said that I didn't need it that he did. Then he pull out two of my other name tags. One was from when I was training. Then my regular one. I didn't understand it because I also still had my regular name tag with me. He said something about not being able to let me go back to mine time with it. I argue with him that I need it to bring back to my time. He said soemthing about it will already be there. Then I got a dragon feeling from him. I think then he turned into Father Dennis. (Someone who I kinda trusted and never though would know anything about the....dark arts.) He turned out to be some wizard or something. Then the next thing I know I'm back in my chair at my computer but it was facing my bed. I heard my mom on the phone with the guy that does our lawn. She said to him "I guess I have caught you early but come on by to get some marconi and fish."

I have no idea what that means....but at least it didn't feel real at all