Shopping

Last night, I was shopping in my sleep. I was shopping at some flea market that had crafts. Rocky was there shopping with me. I suppose we were shopping for gifts. We approached the sales person to buy some object. The lady was being rude and saying that Rocky could not write her a check. He had those checks you have to fill the address in on. We observe that the lady is writing out receipts and procede to argue with the lady that she writes on receipts instead of printing them. As we argue with her, she smirks and ignores what we are saying. This was around the time I woke up.