I dreamt that I was in a theatre, the kind that have opera's and such.  But Im sad.  Im climbing down these steps (red velvet) and Im sad.  Its because I didnt get the job.  Whatever job it was, I failed and all I could think about is how pathetic I was.
I enter the lobby area and I see this deli/pissa-like place.  Conan O'brien is behind the counter trying to pep the people working and joking around.  Its as if he's the team leader or something.  I look up at him and I just turn away to leave outside.
Im outside and Conan comes running out and stops me and asks, "Whats wrong ________?"
He addresses me, and I ask how he knew my name?
He points to my name tag
(in the dream he says some other name..its really ethinic and long..greek/german or something..but yeah)
Then he starts making jokes and has me laughing.  I didnt feel so bad then.
Sall..

Synopsis:
Conan is so good to me.
I have no idea if this dream has a superior meaning
other than Conan reminds me of a time when I was geninunly happy
(excuse me for typos..misspelling)