The dream last night started with me in some sort of store.  I was looking at buying a vacuum cleaner and the lady demonstrating the machine for me was blonde and she was wearing a suit.  She gave me something that looked like a lightswitch plate, and I had to go somewhere with it.  I decided to stop by the store first to get something to eat, since I was on my lunchbreak.  I drove there (I don't have my driver's license in real life).  As I enter the automatic doors, I see a promo going on with the local radio station.  A booth is set up and in the booth is my old friend Raymond.

He is acting the DJ and I duck past him with my head down, hoping he doesn't see me.  He sees me but isn't sure if it's me and he clears his throat to draw attention.  I don't look at him.  I'm nothing like I was and I'm fat and he hasn't talked to me in so long.

I do some shopping, a bunch of things I don't need, raffia and lightswitch plates, bric a brac and not the food I actually came for.  I finally look up at the clock and it's almost the end of my lunch break.  I wasted time and didn't get food like I came here for in the first place and I still needed to deliver the object wherever I need to.  I throw the bric a brac back on the shelf and go to leave and Raymond says my name.  

I think about just ducking out but I turn back around and set my arms on the low wall of the booth.  We say hi and how have you been.  He goes to touch my arm and I pull away.  He cocks his head as if to say what's wrong, I just shrug.  We're talking about banalities and some other guy is standing there behind me and says hi and I wake up while still talking about nothing and missing him.  If I let him touch me I'd hug him and I wouldn't go back to work and I'd spend the day catching up and I miss him.