2014-09-17 01:23:03

I dreamt that a bank teller in Paris wouldn’t deposit the €400K check I got from selling my apartment; the system with which it was her job to deal was so cumbrous and opaque that she could see no clear way to put this check into it. I became insistent and borderline-indignant, so she went into a back room to confer with her colleagues. She came back and said that they too were desolated, but saw no way forward.

This qualifies as a nightmare because it’s so plausible (to someone who’s seen something of French bureaucracy).

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