I Wear a Sexy Red Dress to my Job, Work with a Jerk, and Get into a Fistfight with a Famous Painter

I report for painting duty at B&G, wearing a red cocktail dress; a new coworker won't stop hitting on me, or shut up about the new Pokemon games ("Seriously, though; which one is your favorite?"). Then, I am transported through time and space to my 7th grade history class, where I get into a fistfight with Marc Chagall, who has decided to visit as well. He says, "I've never gotten anything but compliments on this painting [it's I and the Village, and it does suck] and this is a character assassination." I respond by leaping on him with the intent of murdering his painting. I wake up tired of dealing with people. 5-2-2011