I may have had my shittiest dream ever last night.
I was going to fight a YouTuber in a boxing match, and I had arrived at my locker room with Dana White. I realized that I had nothing for the fight, no shorts, no gloves, no mouthpiece, no cup, so, angry with him for not preparing it for me, I send him to find me some equipment, under threat of walking off.
The entire dream is me just being frantic whilst going from little sports shops within the venue, looking for equipment that I first cannot find, then getting some, only to find that it's shit.
In the meantime, I sent a member of staff out to find something. He starts coming back with things, leaving them on the table and disappearing again.
I first get some gloves. They don't fit initially, but I assume that they will if I try a bit harder, so I look for shorts.
I then get a gumshied and for some reason, it has the texture of gum that has been chewed for an hour. I assumed that it was because I didn't put it in boiling water first. Not protecting shit, but I'm chewing it anyway.
I'm trying to get help from a few female members of staff, but they aren't interested, so I look down and I'm suddenly naked from the waist down, which gets them to start looking as well.
As I'm heading to a shop outside, a promo plays from my supposed opponent, who looks bigger and stronger than me, and is seen throwing fast combinations on pads. I'm not concerned, I have faith in my southpaw jab, lead hook and straight right combo. Just want some fucking shorts. A robe would be nice too.
We get to a shop outside of town and I finally find some shorts off a clothing rack. I go to leave, to find something that actually resembles a gumshield, so I buy that too.
I turn around and I'm about to leave the store, when the dream ends.
Didn't even fight the bloke, or make the entrance. My entire dream was me frantically trying to find boxing gear so I didn't have to go out in front of an audience naked.
Shit.