If at the moment you are really looking for a job, then, as the modern dream book says, an interview in a dream only reflects the current state of affairs, practically without complementing or distorting it. This is the most likely and simplest interpretation. If the person seeing the dream is not currently looking for a job, the dream may be a reflection of your worries and anxieties about the correct path in life.
When in a dream you are in a hurry, but do not make it to the interview on time, then in reality you will miss an important chance or lose the opportunity to change something. If you manage to arrive on time, or you have to wait a long time for the conversation to begin, then there is still a chance to change unfavorable circumstances.
Asking questions to an applicant in a dream means that in reality you will be looking for ways to solve a complex problem. If a person answers questions and easily copes with tasks, then you will just as easily, step by step, get rid of troubles.
As the dream book indicates, an interview in the form of an interview in a dream only for a journalist or any person who writes is an empty dream and meaningless. If the dreamer is not a writer, then such a dream shows your ability to talk any person almost into unconsciousness and the irrepressible curiosity that guides you in life. You easily have the ability to shock people by asking them tactless and inappropriate questions.
Why do you dream about an interview in other dream books?
The 21st century dream book states that seeing an interview on TV is a sign of a quick conversation, which will turn out to be very important for you and your future.
Why do you dream of an interview in Miller’s dream book: talking, talking or interviewing a person revered by everyone in a dream promises success in life; you will be able to achieve heights in your favorite business. If an interview is conducted with you, then in reality you will be satisfied with the results of your activities.
Why do you dream about an interview in Yuri Longo’s dream book: this dream reflects your desire to become famous, to bask in luxury and the love of fans. To reach your goal, you will need to work for many years, without being lazy or shirking from working on yourself. Only in this case will success and fame await you.
“Dream Interpretation I dreamed about Work, why do I dream about Work in a dream”
Nikolay:
in general, I came to get a job where I had done an internship a long time ago, since then this company has changed quite a lot, and it seemed to me that it had become quite successful. Inside the building, everything was different from what I saw during my internship. So, I walked in, there was a rectangular table in front, a young pretty girl was sitting at it, it immediately seemed to me that you shouldn’t put your finger in her mouth while talking, she seemed a little rude to me, but within reason, from the first words of our conversation with her we were not very got along. For some reason she knew me, but I didn’t, and so impudently she asked me: are you going to practice again? and her smile was so malicious. I replied that no, I actually came to get a permanent job, she immediately seemed to swallow her tongue, or, so to speak, broke down. She immediately offered to take me to the director. Well, we then went word by word, she already began to giggle at my stories, a strong sympathy and attraction became noticeable in her eyes, to be honest, this alarmed me, I have a girlfriend, and I don’t change her, and when something like that happens in real life This worries me in the same way and I begin to get lost and think about every word I say, but oh well, let’s return to this topic again. We got into the elevator, there were a couple or three more people in it. But the elevator was so unusual that there were simply no words. Not only was it round, but it also rose as if in a spiral. Here, out of nowhere, I end up with a rope in my hands, as it seemed to me that such a rope is used to wrap bales of lard in the Kalkhoz farms during the harvest. And while I was thinking about this, I didn’t notice how I wound a couple of knots from this rope on the index finger of my right hand. Then this girl suddenly says put your feet up, I think what kind of frills? I look briefly and all the passengers took hold of the handrail that was attached to the wall of the elevator and, in general, hung on it above the floor, I repeated everything, and at that very moment, even everything happened faster than an instant, the floor of the elevator disappeared somewhere! And the elevator shaft was visible, there were some strange pipes there, but most importantly, I realized that if I had hesitated even a little longer in raising my legs from the floor, then my leg, by the way, also my right leg, would have been pinched between the lower side of the elevator and one of these wonderful strange pipes . And it seemed to me that I was wearing special shoes. And before I had time to hold on, I almost lost my leg, when the rope that was wound around my finger somehow got wrapped around one of the pipes! and began to pull me by the finger! I didn’t give up until the last minute in an attempt to untie the knots on my finger, I almost seemed to have untied it, but due to the fact that the elevator was moving in a spiral, the knots were tied again, then I woke up, realized that it was a dream, almost immediately fell asleep again, and returned to this it's a dream! Only by that moment we had already left the elevator, I didn’t pay attention to the finger, everything seemed to be in order, and we were already moving up the stairs but down. Here this girl is screaming, well, not really screaming, she’s just like she’s on the move, like the director is coming! You can’t be here, you don’t have a pass, she grabbed me by the wrist and we ran up the stairs. We went out into some attic and witnessed how some serious men were resolving issues about posts, like weapons, among these men there was one from my current job, and he recognized me, and said why the hell wasn’t he at work, that’s what I need to do was to poke around. They grabbed us and wanted to shoot us, then they asked what I was actually doing here, I answered as is, I came to get a new job, then the same director from whom we were running away appeared and said to let us go. Something else happened further, but for some reason I didn’t remember. Here is a small piece of paper, and I already seem to be working in this company, I’m sitting in the change house, and for some reason on the bed, then some guy comes to me, it’s like I’ve never met him anywhere in my life, but in a dream I was talking as if my whole life I worked with him, Well, we were sitting chatting and then a beauty crawled through the crack in the floor with such a hard loud noise, I scream beauty! We need to extinguish it! And the walls in the change house were covered with plywood, and because the change house stood in one place for a long time, the sheets of plywood became warped and went in waves, the rat naturally heard me, and it seemed as if he also understood. She darted into the plywood wave, and I was wearing a thick, thick padded jacket, and this rat somehow ended up in the scruff of my neck! But the man saved me, he pulled it out and hit it with some kind of metal baton, the rat made a dying cry for help and a second one appeared. But then I find myself lying on some sofa with a phone in my hand, and that girl was lying behind me and kept asking me, I didn’t know how to get away from her, and then an SMS comes from my girlfriend, something like how are you or are you I don’t remember where or what you’re doing, and I’m on fire, leave her alone, let me answer, this is my girlfriend, by the way, she blurted out something in response to me, I tried to concentrate all my attention on the SMS, and I answer that you’ve had enough and the fact that I kissed you, well, kissed her after these words, I began to write a response to the SMS, and turned away, by the way, the sofa was folded into a mode not for lying but for sitting, and there was not enough space, and she stubbornly fell on me and her right hand was pinched in the crook of her elbow, this started me at first excite, even squeezed a little, but then quickly cooled down and finished writing an SMS and finally woke up.
I apologize for any spelling and punctuation errors.
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