A story about work

I was flying my spaceship to Jupiter when I put on the breaks, got into my spacesuit, opened the hatch and went out. I didn’t wear the tether that is supposed to keep me attached to the spaceship. I walked not knowing where I was going.

I thought, “Why am I a spaceman? I’m not a spaceman?”

I walked and walked and walked. I didn’t look back to see where the ship was. I didn’t care.

After a couple of hours I got sleepy. I fell asleep. The great thing about being sleepy in space is you don’t have to lay down.

I dreamt I was on Earth. I was sitting in a coffee shop. I had a cup of coffee on the table in front of me. I don’t like coffee. But there was the cup. I looked into the cup. The coffee said, “What?” I said, “I didn’t say anything.” The coffee said, “Yeah, you did.” I said, “No, I didn’t.” The coffee said, “Yeah, you did.” I said, “No, I didn’t.” I got up and went to the counter. The person behind the counter asked me what I wanted. I said, “Tea.” Behind me I heard the coffee sigh.

I woke up outside of my spaceship. I opened the hatch and went inside. I took off my spacesuit. I sat in the driver’s seat and turned on the ignition.