chaos

Flaky bits of dreaming:
I am working in the lingerie department of a huge department store, and while I am supposed to be working, I am shopping. I tug a huge cart through the crowded store. My boss comes across me and I have to pretend that I am re-shelving the items in my cart. I wander around looking for the perfect dump site for my cart; I end up in a narrow hall filled with old ladies and designer clothes. I wait for their attention to lose me and ditch the cart; I am replacing an armful of bras to their racks, "working".
Next I am at my real job, only the room is hysterical; on top of the usual younger students in the class, there are a load of older, louder students piled around various tables. Our staff is unable to gain control of the room, while I am initially preoccupied with the condition of our materials closet. I soon turn my attention to a young co-worker, CD, and she tells me that she is pregnant. I immediately ask how her boyfriend dealt with this unexpected news, she is wishy-washy with the details. I then go about the task of calming the room; I raise my voice to the rafters and wait to gain control. I then shoo away the older talkers (nearly getting into a fistfight with one young surly student) and deal with my own students.
Then I am lost in London, on the tube. I am sitting among a group of strange, but attractive, men. They assure me I will be alright, but as the night comes on, I begin to grow more and more fearful that I will not ever be reunited with my group. I finally make my way back to the museum(?) where I last saw people I know, but there is no trace of familiar faces. The large old building is eerie and growing darker.