Dream: I was at the courthouse, but the building looked surprisingly like an old high school.  There was a room with lockers for each lawyer.  I was very concerned because we had books and papers in them, which were very important.  I was having some anxiety because I couldn’t find my locker.  My boyfriend came to his locker, so he tried to help me find mine.  As that was happening, Ms. Helpful came over and began flirting with my boyfriend and distracting him from helping me.  It seemed like he was doing his best to get rid of her, but she was quite persistent.  Ms. Helpful offered a few comments about my locker, but none of them were anything useful.  The whole time I was just staring at how yellow her blonde hair looked under the lights in the room.  It seemed like it was glowing a fake yellow-orange.  Eventually she went away and my boyfriend and I spoke to a worker who told me that my locker had just been moved, although my boyfriend argued that we had already checked the spot where the locker was allegedly relocated.

Analysis: I guess this is a general anxiety dream about losing things that are important to me.  High school was a time of great anxiety for me, which is why I think I appeared to be back at high school.  The prosecutor was annoying because she was constantly smiling, even as she was hurting me by flirting with my boyfriend and distracting him from helping me with the task of finding my locker.  I like this prosecutor in real life as much as I like most of the ones I deal with, but I do have to admit that sometimes she comes off as being fake.  She tries to appear genuine and helpful, but sometimes she seems patronizing.

Dream: I invited a prosecutor I work with daily, who I’ll call Ms. Helpful, to come to dinner at my house.  Unfortunately, I still lived with my parents.  My parents lived in a very nice house, but I was embarrassed that they were not making more of an effort to be hostpitable to my friend.  My parents sat in front of the TV and did not get up to meet her.  I told my parents that we were hungry, but they did not help cook or find food.  The prosecutor then went into the bathroom, left the door open, and I watched her peeing from where I stood in the kitchen.  Then she came out and my parents suggested that we make pizza.  The pizza kit we had involved significant preparation, and I was surprised that the prosecutor didn’t seem to know how to put it together.  She acted like she knew what she was doing, but I noticed that she was puting the pizza together upside down.

Analysis: The prosecutor in this dream is someone with whom I get along, but at times I think she tries to suck up too much.  She always holds herself out as being extra helpful, but I have rarely seen a case where she actually helps the way she says she will.  In general I think I have some anxiety about friends meeting my parents and going to their house.  Soon I think my boyfriend is going to come to their house and meet them for the first time, and I’m nervous about it.