Buy Mace!

I had a dream the other night about being attacked at our warehouse. I woke up and thought about buying mace. The dream was real, no flying unicorns or gigantic babies, it had the same vibe as every other day which is why I’m a bit scared. Customer walks in, asks me about treadmills, I lead them through the warehouse - I tell them ‘watch the cord, don’t trip’, and then they grab me from behind and start struggling to take my clothes off. The whole time I am thinking about the security cameras BUT they aren’t turned on; I am thinking about Zeus but he is locked in the office space. The two bay doors that we use for shipments are both closed and I can’t find the strength to truly fight back. I wake up before the inevitable end but the memory and fear are still there. I have had a hard time sleeping all week. I think I’ll feel better if I buy some mace… and start walking behind the customers… and stop eating Reese’s Pieces 10 minutes before bed.