I’m in the ladies room at a club or a gym, like a locker room at a university student center.
I want to buy a Diet Coke. Despite the fact that there are lots of stacks of Diet Coke everywhere I can’t seem to buy one. I don’t have the proper coupon and they’re not cold.
I’m driving with a woman and Jonathan. Jonathan is talking about his new girlfriend. I’m very angry and I tell him I don’t need to hear about her.
I describe something called "Minder Living."
I take his documents and start cutting the edges in a paper cutter.
