I had an awful work nightmare last night, perhaps my first.
I dreamed that for some reason, Frank and I were strolling in to my work at about 8:30 AM. There were at least TWENTY people partying in my small office, and some short girl I didn't know was on my computer. She wouldn't get off, either, until I physically disconnected the CRT. I dragged her to the door, shook my finger in her face, and yelled at her, "If you EVER do that again..." while the other twenty were leaving. After all were gone I realized that there was no way to keep any of them out of my office unless I wanted to get there earlier.
This followed another very brief dream in which my first supervisor (hideous and awful, supplanted during my last few working years by my best friend who was a great supervisor) approached me in the parking lot at work with Christmas cards that she wanted me to deliver in person to (now former) co-workers for her, when she could have easily used inter-office mail. She was saying things like, "Is so-and-so's office near yours?" and I didn't know but said "Yes" just to shut her up.
How odd that it has taken this long for work issues to surface in nightmares.