I went into the spa on my day off for a service. Maybe a facial but since they asked me to put on a robe it was more likely a massage. I walked down the hallway trying to find the room to which I had been directed but somehow found myself in the laundry room.
For some reason, it struck me that my appointment must have been delayed so I decided to help out and do a little laundry while I waited. The laundry room was very busy with the comings and goings of people who apparently did not recognize me but at the same time did not seem to mind that I was doing the laundry. And they also didn’t seem to mind that, while sorting the laundry, my robe kept slipping off. I was not simply a stranger doing laundry; I was a naked stranger doing laundry.
At some point, I decided that my appointment must have been canceled and they had forgotten to tell me. Since I’d had enough of doing the laundry in the nude, I walked out to the parking lot and climbed into my car to leave. My car. The one with the license plate which read “Ass Tower One”.
After waking, I questioned many aspects of the dream but none more than the “One” portion of the plate. Was “Ass Tower” already taken?