Dreamed I moved to DC and joined the congressional custodial/wait-staff where I dressed in my best suit, traversed the city (which was more like driving through Philadelphia than DC), and ceaselessly walked the halls where endless meetings were taking place. My job was to slip in unnoticed, pick up the trash, and make sure everything was tidy.
There was a tiered structure of employment, and as the new guy, I was at the bottom. It was never the same thing twice, each conference room had its own set of idiosyncrasies and occasionally the congressmen would request something directly from me - Ted Cruz liked Wendy's hamburgers for example. I ended up picking up after him the rest of the day, and by the end of the day, joined his staff directly. Despite his crazy politics, he and his wife were really decent people. I had just picked up the trash in his office (and it was one of the messier one's I'd cleaned that day, explained I would have it tidied up slowly over the next couple of weeks) and was carrying it out to the parking garage dumpster walking behind Senator Cruz and his wife when I realized I only had the one suit, and had left my dress shoes in his office. I was walking down the cold hallway in my stocking feet.