I was burning hot, so I took my t-shirt off. Now dreaming, I was in an large industrial office space – the warehouse kind with ceilings exposed and many bright fluorescent tubes, probably some kind of data center. I was wearing typical work clothes, but the shirt was bright yellow and my watch was hot pink. I seemed to be headed away from my desk, quite a long walk, when i took off my shirt and my watch. Then in similar manner to a cricket bowler, I heaved the watch in direction rather desolate of any workers. Now I was only in my black trousers and headed back to my workstation. I felt ok, but slightly embarrassed. The man at the desk next to me looked stunned, when a man comes up next to him and asks him, “What the hell is going on here?” while looking in my direction. My co-worker tells me I need to put a shirt on, to which I reply, “It’s not OK? I was only testing the rules of the office”. It dawned on me; I was humiliated. I went back in the direction of where I left my bright yellow shirt, but now I was in the women’s section of a department store, still without my shirt. That’s all I recalled.