I was with a bunch of people, including some friends, at some kind of swap meet (indoor?). We were hanging out by a picnic table covered with all kinds of jerky that someone in our group had made... all kinds... weird textures, colors, shapes, etc. I suggested that the person who made it should set up a table at the swap meet and sell it.
I was getting ready to leave and I saw a guy separating a massive amount of worms (and other bugs?). He was taking them off a cart and putting them in to buckets. I started to talk with him. I told him that I thought what he did was cool and when I was a little kid, I had wanted to do that for a living when I "grew up."
A girl from our group of friends came and got me along with her little sister (which may have also been Jennifer Coleman). We went to the parking lot, and when we were about to get in the car, her sister/Jennifer told me that when we got home I couldn't record music because she wanted to watch TV. I told her I didn't care. I was backing my car out of a parking space and David Coleman (Jennifer's brother) was in a car next to me with a friend of his. He backed out along with me, almost synchronized with me. His vehicle was some kind of "Cadillac truck." He almost backed into me, and someone almost backed into him. Aprroximately two to three cars were drifting/hovering/floating/gliding toward us (and toward each other) in the parking lot. I kept backing away from them and I thought they would finally stop. They didn't stop.
Julie Underwood (a friend from high school) was in one of the cars. She thought the whole situation was funny and was laughing about it, really loud. The whole scene finally stopped (did we crash?), and I got out of the car and became angry. We were no longer in the swap meet parking lot, but rather the parking lot outside the AbCo and K-Mart at 32nd Street and Cactus. I yelled something to the effect of, "Don't you know how to drive? Damn!" The girl who was with me (who I was interested in) told me I was a jerk and ordered me to help her get up into the cab of some monster truck.
I blew her off and started getting in a "cage" that was in front of the AbCo supermarket (Was it an elevator? Was I getting arrested?). The girl said, "Well, at least now I know that you won't beat me," and then added, "Well, not that you do." She still managed to make me look bad in front of the small crowd that had gathered in front of the AbCo. I was annoyed and I started closing the door to my own cage. She walked over to the door, and I thought she was going to get me out or ask me to come out, so I took my time closing the door. She didn't do what I thought, though. This is all I can recall.