Best part of a rather weird and long dream:

I was in a slow elevator and someone grabbed my ass. I turned around and shouted at this old white man not to do that.

He said, “do you know who I am?”

I looked at him and realized, and said “Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Sir.” (there was a respectful pause to his office) “Don’t grab my fucking ass.”

He did not, for the entirety of the rest of the dream.

Worst Part: a guy who used to be a very close friend a very long time ago was yelling – yelling – he who speaks so softly I cannot hear him from 3 feet away – at me that he’d never liked me and I was stupid (and a lot of other things I don’t quite remember).  Very strange.