A couple of years ago for another Writer’s Workshop, I related the story of a strange business trip I took, where I got on an airplane after having about two hours’ sleep the night before, drifted off, and woke up in a hotel room where I didn’t know where I was or why I was there. I was going to tell that story again, then I figured you could probably read it for yourself.
Re-reading the story and the comments reminded me of another story that had me looking for Rod Serling.
When I started working as a trainer, there was a serious need for someone to learn one particular class. Since I had worked with a previous version of the application, it made sense that I would learn the class and work on the backlog.
There must have been half a dozen clients who needed training on the software, and all of them needed it yesterday, as they say, so I was doing the class all the time. Pretty soon, I was starting to dream about it. I’d finish a day, and that night, I’d dream about what I was teaching the next day. One day, a woman asked me a question, and I said "Didn’t I already answer that for you?" Then I realized that I had answered it in my dream the night before…