Last night in Dreamsville, I worked in a supermarket where the manager of each department, year in and year out, was required to sing a certain Stephen Sondheim song assigned to them over and over again to a karaoke track piped into their work area. I was the produce manager, and for twelve years running I had been intoning this (in reality, non-existent S.S.) melody entitled "Identity." Finally, I could take it no more, and beseeched the store manager to allow me to expand my Sondheim repertoire. He relented and assigned me a new song, "Charity"(!) But just as the new karaoke track began began to play, I woke up!
My, my, my, you must agree that what a rich, full fantasy life I must lead!
Who will I dream about tonight? The Cherry Sisters?
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