Cameras and tattoos

Had a dream last night that I got a job. I arrived and it was a little high end camera shop. The owner was nice and showed me what I would be doing.... I would be selling this one particular camera. He gave me the manual and said study this and become an expert on it. I asked if it was a popular camera. He said no, this is the only one I have that I need to sell. I said... but you are hiring me as a full time person just to sell this camera?? He said yes. I said don't you think that is a waste of money? He mentioned that is what the last guy thought and quit. I went for a walk to think about it and ran into a friend. We stopped in an art gallery, had a glass of wine then walked into a tattoo booth. When they were done I had a 2 to 4 stranded "necklace" tattoo around my neck. The hooks in the back were large and red and didn't meet. When I looked down I had an ornate, very yellow and very large tattoo of an elephant god - Ganesh - covering my whole front torso. I was a bit panicked because I realized I didn't want a tattoo... what about my v-neck sweaters? Everyone agreed that the necklace tattoo should go, but Ganesh should stay.  


I left to find my way back home... I was barefoot but thought I had enough tickets to take the bus. Then a man came across the loud speaker saying the bus was now coming to the tracks and it would now go downtown (kind of cool actually, he was the bus driver, but when it came tot he tracks, he could jump off and it worked on auto pilot).


I arrived "home" and there were all of these people staying there. Not sure if it was an event, conference, etc.etc... it wasn't my house so I didn't care. I went upstairs to sleep where I had been sleeping, on a couch, but someone was under some covers there.. I went to find an empty spot on the floor, and a guy (someone I knew in the dream) popped out. Something in me was happy to see him because he was familiar, but also not happy... I didn't like him.


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I had another dream where I was in this house that I grew up in (although altered). There were lots of babies/toddlers there. I think first they were kittens and then they were kids. They were milling about and not allowed to go outside. I think the "house" was also selling candy... money was tucked here and there from the sales. A woman came over and I could feel she was wrong. I started grabbing the money to hide somewhere. I knew she either wanted to take the money, the kids or something...