My Dream Last Night (or as much as I can recall)

... Some tall typical business looking man, holding a paper bag, walks up to me, Grace, and Anna and says "freeze I have a gun in this bag." Some how I get up enough courage (because we all know I would be the first one running down the street) and called the guy on his bluff and pretended I had a gun (just follow me here). He relented and said he actually had this ATM card that he needed Anna to use to take money out of the ATM. For some reason we felt compelled to do so, almost as if we had to do it! So I told him that Anna would not do it, and that I would do it.

So I walked up to the ATM tried to take money out, but I had some problems with the machine and only got about $10. He then ran away. We then called the bank and found out that the person, who's name was on the card, had passed away a while back. She was some wealthy woman. So, we chased him ('cause, you know, what else would you do after you've been forced to withdraw money using someone else's ATM card).

We ended up going through a bunch of scenarios from going to my sisters house (which doesn't really look like her place) to going to a "fancy Dunkin Donuts" (I mean, which Dunkin Donuts aren't?). I got really upset with the Dunkin Donuts manager because he was bragging about how great it was. "Dude, it's a Dunkin Donuts!" Why, may you ask, was I getting upset with the Dunkin Donuts manager in my dream? Well, I believe there is a deeper rooted issue that my mind is trying to relay to me, but that's for another day. (By the way, I stopped into Dunkin Donuts this morning and had a rather pleasant experience).

Well, we eventually get a picture of the woman who the card belongs to. Around the same time we found that there was a copy of the guys information and picture xeroxed on to the ATM card. But then, we some how got a copy of a group picture of the wealthy woman and a copy with the man in it, dressed as her. After some careful examination we could see how different they looked (you know, because it's hard to tell when a tall businessman dresses up like a woman). Why was this guy photo-editing a picture so that he would look like a woman in the picture? Once again, my mind might be trying to tell me something, but, as I said before, that's for another time. The information on the guy somehow revealed that he was either a Lieutenant or a doctor, I couldn't tell.

So why was he trying to steal the money from the ATM? No one will ever know, because my alarm went off. But the guy was apprehended before my dream ended, we just never found the answer to the mystery. I kind of felt like that cartoon "Scooby Doo," but without Scooby and Shaggy, just Fred, Thelma and Dafney. And we all know that those three could never completely solve a crime without the antics of Scooby and Shaggy. So, anyone want to finish up my crazy dream?