It’s a normal Monday at my corporate job. The smell of coffee hangs in the air. My boss stalks the edges of the office, watching for even the slightest excuse to micro manage. I can faintly hear the sound of my coworker crying in the bathroom as i sit and my desk and calculate how many more sales calls i need to make to hit quota. I get an email that Slack is being replaced with Teams as our chat. I begin to cry as well. 

I wake up. It is 2007. I am 10 years old. I hear my mother say “you were talking in your sleep about something called “Microsoft 365”, are you alright?” It was all just a horrible dream. I go back to sleep and grow up to become a fighter pilot as planned.