I was reversing my car and then I went to fast and knocked off the side mirror of a red car.
Mine had white damage to the paint.
I left a note
A group of us were working on a medical dummy (I think) and after some forgotten activities we put a big strapon/vibrator on it. A big, very pink one.
I was driving along what was supposed to be the ring road at an old place of employment. Various vehicles were driving the wrong way and some were parked in choke spots preventing me from getting past.
One male human in a truck blocking me was reversed to a petrol bowser. While he did this, he was talking on a mobile phone. He was then out of the truck next to a bowser talking on the phone.
I recall considering driving half on, half off the road to pass him on my left, however there was quite a drop down a slope which would have had my car tilting at over 45 degrees.
I asked him to get off the phone as it was illegal to use one near petrol pumps. He ignored me. I then poked him. He claimed I was harassing him. I informed him he was in break of EH&S regulations. I wanted to get a photo of him and his vehicle, but only had my phone camera (so could obviously not use it unless I wanted to be a hypocrite). I could not communicate well, muddling my words. This dream dragged along for a while. A motorcyclist was filling up and apparently though I was talking to him. This was despite no phone use. I said something like, “Yes, I know, I’m talking to this guy”.
Frustrating as being ignored, not being able to speak clearly and others not following the clearly established rules.
Set in England.
A gang was involved and intimidating me.
A long dream. Besides the Cockney language, that is about all I can remember besides a courtyard and flats.