Dreamt of chasing a man back through a mall I’d just exited, because when walking the opposite direction on a bridge, I didn’t move to avoid him, and we bumped into each other. I didn’t mind but he muttered under his breath, “c**”, so I stopped, turned around, and said, “Excuse me? What did you say?” He had replied, “You’re a slow, fat-legged c***.”
I became enraged and stood there for a few seconds, then began chasing him. As I did, I passed Zufi and Bhumika sitting at a restaurant booth; they asked what I was doing and I told them. Zufi said, “Good for you, get him!” So I said, “Hold my mug,” handed the old murderer’s mug to her, and resumed my chase.
I caught up to the guy and jabbed him in the side with the long metal tip of my umbrella, yelling at him, “You a**h**e! That’s not how you treat people! Am I slow now?! Don’t you effing dare say that to any woman again! Or man either!”
Once that was done, he slunk away and I turned around to head back to retrieve the mug and resume my original intent to cross the bridge. I had ended up in a restaurant resembling Black Angus and as I was walking past the bar into the restaurant section so I could find the door, a big man at the end bar stool congratulated me, so I thanked him.