My work apparently needs somebody to drive a semi-truck down somewhere south to deliver some products; not that much, just about six large boxes, but it's too big to fit in any of the other available vehicles. Apparently I know how to drive such a truck, so I volunteer, and drive it down to its destination, an hour or so away.

When I get there, there is an open garage door, so I unload the boxes into there and then I'm trying to figure out what I am supposed to do next. One guy, who seems like Jeff from my work, says that I need to find some stuff to take back for the return trip - for example, he found some empty boxes to bring back, but I have no idea what would need to be brought back, or for that matter, why we would want the empty boxes.

As I'm wandering around, somebody takes my truck and parks it somewhere else, where I don't know where it is. Now my truck is lost and I still don't know what I'm supposed to do. For some reason I think they are mad because I didn't park where the trucks usually park, at the truck dock, which is around on the opposite side of the building. It might be pretty obvious that I don't really know what I'm doing.

So I go around the building toward the offices, and then go in and entrance on the left side. Inside, there are bright cubicles to the right which appear to be marketing and such, but there's kind of an alley forward and to the right where might be shipping managers. I recognize one of the girls (the one farther away), and she stands up to greet me.

"Hi, I'm Fritz from Audio Precision," I say, "you must be..."(I knew her name in the dream). She seems a little surprised at who I am, but she knows me. "I'm an engineer at Audio Precision, but I also drive trucks on the side," I explain, "and the regular driver wasn't available, so I drove some packages down here today."