... hanging out at a place way too often when you start to dream about the people.
That was what happened to me last night when I dreamt of a postal clerk!
I wasn't there for its postal service though. I was there to withdraw some money. HHmm it's strange, I don't even have a Bank Simpanan Nasional account or an Amanah Saham account, obviously.
And the funny thing is, this particular clerk has been transferred to the General Post Office in December, 2005 and here I was, dreaming of her in her old office.
Hehehe luckily I didn't dream of a male postal worker. :-)
That was what happened to me last night when I dreamt of a postal clerk!
I wasn't there for its postal service though. I was there to withdraw some money. HHmm it's strange, I don't even have a Bank Simpanan Nasional account or an Amanah Saham account, obviously.
And the funny thing is, this particular clerk has been transferred to the General Post Office in December, 2005 and here I was, dreaming of her in her old office.
Hehehe luckily I didn't dream of a male postal worker. :-)
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