I dreamed that I worked in a food hospital. I was just relocated to a food hospital up north, in one of the northern territories. We didn't have many food emergencies, so we had a lot of our budget to spend on small food emergencies, such as adding ketchup to a hotdog, or adding more cheese to the nachos. Suddenly, an ambulance rolled in with a real emergency. We were brought a dozen sickly baby pizzas! They were so small and so sickly, we had to work fast if we were going to save them!
Read the whole thing, it's hilarious!