Often, my dream
s are little joke
I was driving in a familiar area. It was very dark. I approached a traffic light. The signal was red in parentheses.
Confused, I hesitated, but decided to treat it as a yield. It was late and the coast was clear, so I proceeded through the intersection.
Immediately, sirens blared and lights flashed behind me. I pulled the car over and rolled down the window, admitting the angry face of a policeman. He shouted, "Don't you know what to do when it's red in parentheses?"
I woke up.
I still don't. If anyone knows the correct protocol, please message me...