Okay because you were late you have to clean all the cars in the lot.
I for some reason was working as like a teachers assistant in an elementary school in this dream, during the winter. I was driving my dad’s Pathfinder to and from work every day, but somehow I could take it apart like a set of legos and it would fit into my bag. It was winter and snowing. The first day I was late because I was taking my car apart, or putting it back together, I forget.
One of the teachers thought I was a student, and even though the oldest children in this school was 13, and she found me driving my car in the parking lot, was insistant that I was a student, and that because I was late for class my punishment woudl be to squeegie all the teachers cars in the lot and brush all the snow off them. I was staring at the squeegie/brush thing in my hands as my friends (who also worked there or something) came over to ask me why I was getting yelled at by a teacher about being late for class. I said the same thing and questioned why a student at an elementary school would be driving to school. But the teacher never figured that much out.
There was some event going on in the gym so I went to find who I was supposed to work with but couldn’t, so me and my friends all sat near the back to watch the assembly type thing that’s going on. Afterwards I was going to start doing that task of brushing of all the cars but I didn’t because I realized most of them were leaving so I wouldn’t have to do their cars.
Then I tried to put my car back together but realized I had little wheels and I needed to figure out where I put my normal sized wheels to be able to drive home. The whole frame of the car was put together sort of like tent poles, with a bungie cord in the middle of them that snapped into place.
