Clowns And Playing Cards

**Janos** · 12-30-2006 11:05 PM

I had a rather odd and interesting dream the other night, which was a little different from the kind of dreams I normally have. A lot of it seemed not to stem from anything that's been happening in my real life, so what do you think it could mean? I'm particularly interested in the playing cards, and the clowns.

Quick warning, I read the sticky about dream interpretations and it said to provide all the details I can remember. That means a lot of detail, so be prepared

Some general info: I'm female, 19 years old, and am currently spending a year in France. I've already graduated high school, but I've gone back for another year just to learn french and to have the experience of living in another country. This is my first time living away from home, though I am staying with my family who lives in France. This dream takes place back at home in Canada.

I dreamed that I got my first ever real job! I've never had a job besides babysitting, so it was rather exciting. It was at what seemed to be the videogame store near my home. In real life, I think it would be a fun place to work, though I've never had any real ambitions about working there.
I was talking with the manager at the store, and for a little bit of it the boss was my uncle. My uncle lives in France, and at the moment he's my guardian. He's a part of my close family, and I suppose I do tend to look at him as the boss of the household. So anyway, I went into the store and asked for a job, and he did a small interview on the spot, which was no trouble. I remember feeling nervous and really wanting the job.
Then, since I already knew him, he gave me the job. All I had to do was provide him with certain information, my SIN etc. So I looked in my wallet for my ID, and was flipping through my cards.

All through the interview my mum was there beside me, looking over my shoulder kind of, like she was making sure I was doing everything right. Apparently I was taking too long looking for my card, and she took my wallet from me to look. I felt kind of indignant at this, because obviously I can find a card by myself, let alone doing my own job interview. I do love my mum but I think this may have stemmed from feeling too protected by her. I haven't seen her for four months now, since I'm living in France for the year, so I've been completely out of her control for some time.

So I grabbed the pile of cards back from her, which was getting bigger and thicker every time I looked at it. I started flipping through again, and started finding random playing cards mixed in with my real cards. I took them out and threw them away as I found them, wondering what they were doing with my real cards. Then I started finding more and more, and the pile just kept getting thicker. Then the cards started turning into pictures of people of my age or younger, and in the pictures they were acting all slutty and stupid, and I was embarrassed to have these pictures in my wallet. I didn't know what my mum or my boss would think, and I said "I don't know these people," and kept on throwing out the cards I didn't want. For example there was a girl showing off her boobs, girls dressed like prostitutes, and things like that. I was wondering how they got into my wallet in the first place, and it was quite embarrassing!

Finally I threw all the cards on the floor and started spreading them around, trying to find the card I needed so I could have the job. There was nothing but playing cards, it seemed.
After sifting frantically through the cards for what seemed like forever, I finally gave up and asked if it would be ok if I could provide the information later. I was kind of embarassed since I had been taking so long to find the card, and ended up not finding it at all, and afraid he would be impatient with me. He seemed pretty understanding though, he led me out of the store with his hand on my shoulder and, what seems to me now, a kind of pitying look on his face. He was still willing to give me the job, and I would start the next day. I was really relieved and happy as I walked out of the store, and I was thinking how I couldn't wait to tell my friends about the great news. Since it was my first job, I was really proud and excited to start.

I was at high school still, the one in Canada, not my current one, and I had gone to the interview on my lunch hour. I thought I might be late for school now, after taking so long at the interview, so I had to walk quickly to get back to class. I was walking down the highway near my home (even though the geography is all wrong in the dream. Neither my high school, nor the game store, are located near the highway, although my home is).
I was feeling a little nervous to be walking alone. In a separate dream, the same highway had become a very dangerous place full of crooks and gangs (not like real life) and in this dream it started feeling a little like that. I was feeling like it was a dangerous place, even though it was the middle of the day and there were people around. As I was hurrying down the road, holding tight onto my purse I suddenly heard someone like a drug dealer trying to get attention. Whispering "Hey," and clicking their tongue and stuff. I suddenly got scared and looked around, and was relieved when I saw they were actually on the other side of the street talking to someone else.

I kept on walking, and suddenly I bumped into a man dressed as a clown. He didn't have the look of a nice person, even though he was dressed as a clown. Like, his makeup was badly put on and his clothes were dirty... and he went at me in a kind of menacing way, blocking my path. He had an orange electrical cord which he stretched across the sidewalk so I would either have to go over or under it to get by, then he came right up close to me. He asked me "Hey, do you want to sell some paper, without lines or roses?" (the last word may have been noses. Can't be sure.

) He seemed like trouble to me, so I said no thank you, and tried to go past, but he kept blocking my way. He insisted, "I think you might want to do it," but I said very firmly "No I wont," and he backed off and let me pass.

As I kept walking, I saw more and more men dressed as clowns, harassing the people on the sidewalk. there was a couple, and they were trying to cross the street when one of the clowns took a broom handle and stretched it across their path to stop them, like the other clown had done to me with the electrical cord. The back of the broom handle happened to cross my own path too, so I grabbed it from behind him and threw it hard onto the ground. I was angry at the clowns for bothering everyone, and scaring people. I didn't even think he might come after me or hurt me if I got in his way, I didn't even consider what he might do. I just grabbed his broom handle, threw it down angrily, and stomped away without looking back. I think the regular people who were being harrassed may have cheered for me. In any case, the clown didn't come after me or anything. I have a vague image of him standing there looking surprised at my actions, but then I turned my back and didn't see any more of him.

So there you have it. Sorry if it's too long, but I'm just trying to provide all the details I can!

Thanks very much!

**Burns** · 01-03-2007 04:05 AM

Hey Janos!

Wow - what a detailed dream! And well-written too, as usual.

But if you don't mind me saying... the clowns are a bit creepy.

I hardly ever post in the interpretation forum because I'm no great shakes at dream interpretation. But maybe the playing cards and clowns represented fun - and you were finding it unexpectedly. So maybe you need to find time for more fun in your life. I dunno... And the part about your mom sounded like a good interpretation to me.

I warned you I was no good at this, but I feel obligated to reply since I'm your adopter! lol

**Janos** · 01-03-2007 12:19 PM

Originally Posted by Burns

Hey Janos!

Wow - what a detailed dream! And well-written too, as usual.

But if you don't mind me saying... the clowns are a bit creepy.

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Ohhh yes. You have no idea how much I agree with you about that

I hardly ever post in the interpretation forum because I'm no great shakes at dream interpretation. But maybe the playing cards and clowns represented fun - and you were finding it unexpectedly. So maybe you need to find time for more fun in your life. I dunno... And the part about your mom sounded like a good interpretation to me.

I warned you I was no good at this, but I feel obligated to reply since I'm your adopter! lol

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Lol well thanks for the reply anyway, I appreciate it! I guess my dream was too long and detailed for anyone else to bother to read

Sometimes I look up the meanings of my dreams here too: http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary/
It can be interesting sometimes, but it's hard because they don't have the context. Something that means one thing to them, probably means something else to me!

I don't think I'm much good at interpreting dreams either, so don't worry about it ^_^ You don't have to reply just because you're my adopter either, if you don't feel like it! But thank you anyway!