crazy supermarket dream

the byproduct of my many sleepless nights while at home, sitting there with my brother, when we start to note how hungry were getting. either that, or we're just plain bored and are looking for something to do so we end up going for a drive to catch the midnight air. so we're driving down what seems to be mccormick avenue and just now, i'm noticing how barren it all is. finally we make it to a supermarket and my brother is extremely reluctant to enter the supermarket for some reason or another. and i say to him, "just go ahead and buy 5-6 things that are under $15 a piece." so right from the start i see this indian woman at about age 25 doing some cleanup work and i also note this white guy who i could've gone to grade school with. but, he's probably fucked up his life and is now working at a supermarket. my brother starts to grab things and i notice he's grabbed three boxes of donuts, which is cool because i've been having an actual mad craving for donuts. i noticed he's grabbed two flavors of cake--strawberry and blueberry. i tell him he's the only one who will be eating that and it doesn't make sense to buy two. i tell him to return one of the two. he goes and comes back and i notice he's returned the blueberry one, which i find odd because he's always liked blueberry much better than strawberry. as we're strolling down the aisles, i see this older balding idiot, probably the manager, running up and down the aisles, screaming at the tops of his lungs to every, single one of his employees. as i'm walking along the outskirts of the aisles i hear yelling over a loudspeaker saying to the indian woman employee, "what did i tell you about cooking and eating food while on the job, are you incompetent?" i glance at her as tears are welling up in her eyes and she's just thrown out a plate full of indian basmati rice and some curry. my blood is starting to boil, but i realize that i'm just a customer so i continue to walk down the aisles. finally i pass the aisle the manager is in as he's crouching over to inspect canned goods when all of a sudden he's yelling at the guy who i thought was my grade school friend. now, i'm pissed that this guy is really a bum who thinks he has authority and is being an asshole about it and making people feel bad. so finally i walk over to this kitchen - an area in the store and there is some pasta cooking and i guess i politely ask "is that some rozatta you got cooking there?" he looks at me and says " what the hell are you talking about?" so finally, after witnessing the mistreatment of basically all of the employees and this one man thinking he's a fucking tyrant, i look at him and step right up to him and say "what the fuck is your problem asshole? why do you have to think that you're better than everyone else here?" i continue to persist with my questions and the grade school friend who's an employee is pleading with me to stop, but i neglect to take in his words and continue badgering the manager. finally the manager who's had enough with me, opens a drawer and pulls out a long and sharp pair of scissors. he starts swinging it around like a madman and i'm telling this guy to chill the fuck out. finally i'm like "fuck this!" and whip out my cell phone. the manager is threatening harm against me if i proceed to call the cops. i flip open my helio and begin dialing "9-1-1" when he yells at the grade school friend employee to get me. the guy turns and starts running after me. he's a lot bigger all of a sudden than i had initially realized when entering the store. i turn the corner and dash around the turnstile that connects the kitchen to the rest of the supermarket, hop the register area, and zenpo kaiten ukemi over the handrails that keep people from jacking carts from the store. my brother is nowhere in sight and i've got this sinking feeling that he's still stuck in the store and has been taken hostage by the fucking psycho manager. but, me in my stupidity begin dreaming about how my shoes have rollerblades in them and i try to go get help by dashing down some long stairways as i'm trying out the rollerblades system lodged in my shoes. and then, my dream cuts off and i awake.