I had this really cool dream last night that seemed to last all night. I was in this huge building with tons of different floors and tons of offices/rooms. It was kind of round-ish, and the floors were like… rings? They were open to the air, but the rooms were closed off toward the inside of the building.
Anyway I was apprenticing under a doctor. I call him a doctor because he had a white lab coat on and that’s what I assumed he was, but the things he did wasn’t like regular doctor shit.
I was a dude (of course, I almost always am in my dreams) and I wanted a lab coat too, but doc said I wasn’t ready yet.
Doc kept talking about GIR and how it was this new big thing. He was teaching me how to do it, and said that once I learned, I could wear the white coat too. Because of my non-dream-world medical field history, I figured the GIR was a real thing, so I looked it up when I got up this morning, but it’s not real, damn it.
GIR was genetic imaging resonance. It kinda looked like an MRI machine only more rounded and had white, smooth, high-polished metal around it. You could toss anything into it, and it mapped out the genetics of it while the whole thing flashed bright white and green and blue lights and made this whooshing sound.
I was really into learning about the GIR, but people on other floors kept paging me, so I’d have to run out to the edge of the floor, swing down to the next level, ask the person at the desk on that level who needed help, then they’d direct me where I needed to go.
One of the floors wasn’t used very often, and it was darker and dirtier than the others. Every time I went there, people were sitting in this sunken living room type area on couches, and even though the rest of the building was done in high-gloss tile floors, this was done in brown shag carpeting with planters all around it.
The people in the area always wanted me to sit with them and drink beer, and they didn’t care that I wanted to finish learning about the GIR and get my white coat.
There were old busted-up palettes on the floor they were using as foot rests, but because they were broken, the people kept tripping on them and hurting themselves, so I had to keep fixing up their legs and arms. But it wasn’t like normal injuries. There would be a huge neon colored dent in their leg and it would flash colored lights when the person was REALLY in pain.
One guy kept wanting me to fix his leg, but it wasn’t flashing, so I kept telling him he didn’t need help and the dent would eventually fix itself. He would get so mad he would kick at me until I left, which was cool with me because then I could go back to learning about the GIR.
Finally I was just about to finish learning about the GIR. The doc was there and showing me this stuff and I was like WHOA I’m connecting something here that NOBODY ELSE HAS and it’s really cool and doc you gotta come here and see this because it’s going to revolutionize healthcare as we know it and we’re gonna understand life, the universe and everything completely now and…
I woke up.