Dreams by Jason Brown
7 February 2023 { General Fiction }
Dreams
I had a dream, a dream that all mankind should have access to dreams. Some people frequently dream, some, only rarely and others not at all. Utilising modern technology, I set up a brand-new website called Dream Library.org. my mission was to create a virtual library where people could donate excess dreams so that they would be available to borrow and exchange. There would be no charge for borrowing, and I didn’t anticipate making any profit out of the venture. It would be my donation to the nation.
Dreams would be classified into genres such as Romance, Sports, Holidays, Work, and Life events. Any nightmares donated would be kept in a double-locked folder and would not be available for borrowing. I had a publicity plan and made a point that it was completely free to use and also that the site management could not be held to account if a particular dream should prove to be upsetting to some borrowers.
After an intense marketing drive, the site was launched. It was an immediate success and was soon discussed on social media generating even more interest. We had regular feedback from satisfied customers and even got a mention in the press. I reluctantly agreed to appear on This Morning, and after a grilling by Phillip and Holly, managed to present my case, even though they were both sceptical and Holly giggled a lot.
As with all successful ventures, we attracted the attention of the commercial fraternity. A rival site was launched which was actually a Dream Supermarket and was easily confused with Drean Library. It was not long before customers looking for our site were directed to the supermarket site without realising that giving bank details made charges easy to impose. It was a pay-for-dream site, and they had cleverly detailed our customer service contacts in their small print.
It was not long before customer service received complaints about dreams, nightmares, and direct debit charges. Our staff tried hard to pacify them all, but one day the chief clerk came to see me. He brought with him three examples of the complaints sent wrongly to us wrongly. Reading through them I was appalled and realised our business was under threat.
Complaint 1.
Charles had booked a dream holiday to the Caribbean. Unfortunately, he lost his wife, who ran off with Cedric a clog collector from Chorley. Charles only complained about the direct debit as he was fed up with married life anyway.
Complaint 2.
Polly, a bride=to-be made a block booking for her girlfriends on the wedding eve. It turned into a nightmare when they saw her fiancée in a compromising situation with someone he'd worked with at the clog shop.
Complaint 3.
Harry Carey, a huge football fan, booked three world cup final dreams. They were so realistic that he scored in the bedroom for three nights in succession. He was quite happy about that but after booking a dream season ticket, he was in debt to the tune of four thousand pounds.
I was amazed and immediately contacted our solicitor, although we could not be held responsible, we had to stop the rogue Dream Supermarket. We made a public disclaimer, contacted all our registered customers with a special code for them to use, and directed them to a newly set-up website. We are well down on numbers, but I still haveDreams
I had a dream, a dream that all mankind should have access to dreams. Some people frequently dream, some, only rarely and others not at all. Utilising modern technology, I set up a brand-new website called Dream Library.org. my mission was to create a virtual library where people could donate excess dreams so that they would be available to borrow and exchange. There would be no charge for borrowing, and I didn’t anticipate making any profit out of the venture. It would be my donation to the nation.
Dreams would be classified into genres such as Romance, Sports, Holidays, Work, and Life events. Any nightmares donated would be kept in a double-locked folder and would not be available for borrowing. I had a publicity plan and made a point that it was completely free to use and also that the site management could not be held to account if a particular dream should prove to be upsetting to some borrowers.
After an intense marketing drive, the site was launched. It was an immediate success and was soon discussed on social media generating even more interest. We had regular feedback from satisfied customers and even got a mention in the press. I reluctantly agreed to appear on This Morning, and after a grilling by Phillip and Holly, managed to present my case, even though they were both sceptical and Holly giggled a lot.
As with all successful ventures, we attracted the attention of the commercial fraternity. A rival site was launched which was actually a Dream Supermarket and was easily confused with Drean Library. It was not long before customers looking for our site were directed to the supermarket site without realising that giving bank details made charges easy to impose. It was a pay-for-dream site, and they had cleverly detailed our customer service contacts in their small print.
It was not long before customer service received complaints about dreams, nightmares, and direct debit charges. Our staff tried hard to pacify them all, but one day the chief clerk came to see me. He brought with him three examples of the complaints sent wrongly to us wrongly. Reading through them I was appalled and realised our business was under threat.
Complaint 1.
Charles had booked a dream holiday to the Caribbean. Unfortunately, he lost his wife, who ran off with Cedric a clog collector from Chorley. Charles only complained about the direct debit as he was fed up with married life anyway.
Complaint 2.
Polly, a bride=to-be made a block booking for her girlfriends on the wedding eve. It turned into a nightmare when they saw her fiancée in a compromising situation with someone he'd worked with at the clog shop.
Complaint 3.
Harry Carey, a huge football fan, booked three world cup final dreams. They were so realistic that he scored in the bedroom for three nights in succession. He was quite happy about that but after booking a dream season ticket, he was in debt to the tune of four thousand pounds.
I was amazed and immediately contacted our solicitor, although we could not be held responsible, we had to stop the rogue Dream Supermarket. We made a public disclaimer, contacted all our registered customers with a special code for them to use, and directed them to a newly set-up website. We are well down on numbers, but I still have Dreams
I had a dream, a dream that all mankind should have access to dreams. Some people frequently dream, some, only rarely and others not at all. Utilising modern technology, I set up a brand-new website called Dream Library.org. my mission was to create a virtual library where people could donate excess dreams so that they would be available to borrow and exchange. There would be no charge for borrowing, and I didn’t anticipate making any profit out of the venture. It would be my donation to the nation.
Dreams would be classified into genres such as Romance, Sports, Holidays, Work, and Life events. Any nightmares donated would be kept in a double-locked folder and would not be available for borrowing. I had a publicity plan and made a point that it was completely free to use and also that the site management could not be held to account if a particular dream should prove to be upsetting to some borrowers.
After an intense marketing drive, the site was launched. It was an immediate success and was soon discussed on social media generating even more interest. We had regular feedback from satisfied customers and even got a mention in the press. I reluctantly agreed to appear on This Morning, and after a grilling by Phillip and Holly, managed to present my case, even though they were both sceptical and Holly giggled a lot.
As with all successful ventures, we attracted the attention of the commercial fraternity. A rival site was launched which was actually a Dream Supermarket and was easily confused with Drean Library. It was not long before customers looking for our site were directed to the supermarket site without realising that giving bank details made charges easy to impose. It was a pay-for-dream site, and they had cleverly detailed our customer service contacts in their small print.
It was not long before customer service received complaints about dreams, nightmares, and direct debit charges. Our staff tried hard to pacify them all, but one day the chief clerk came to see me. He brought with him three examples of the complaints sent wrongly to us wrongly. Reading through them I was appalled and realised our business was under threat.
Complaint 1.
Charles had booked a dream holiday to the Caribbean. Unfortunately, he lost his wife, who ran off with Cedric a clog collector from Chorley. Charles only complained about the direct debit as he was fed up with married life anyway.
Complaint 2.
Polly, a bride=to-be made a block booking for her girlfriends on the wedding eve. It turned into a nightmare when they saw her fiancée in a compromising situation with someone he'd worked with at the clog shop.
Complaint 3.
Harry Carey, a huge football fan, booked three world cup final dreams. They were so realistic that he scored in the bedroom for three nights in succession. He was quite happy about that but after booking a dream season ticket, he was in debt to the tune of four thousand pounds.
I was amazed and immediately contacted our solicitor, although we could not be held responsible, we had to stop the rogue Dream Supermarket. We made a public disclaimer, contacted all our registered customers with a special code for them to use, and directed them to a newly set-up website. We are well down on numbers, but I still have Dreams
I had a dream, a dream that all mankind should have access to dreams. Some people frequently dream, some, only rarely and others not at all. Utilising modern technology, I set up a brand-new website called Dream Library.org. my mission was to create a virtual library where people could donate excess dreams so that they would be available to borrow and exchange. There would be no charge for borrowing, and I didn’t anticipate making any profit out of the venture. It would be my donation to the nation.
Dreams would be classified into genres such as Romance, Sports, Holidays, Work, and Life events. Any nightmares donated would be kept in a double-locked folder and would not be available for borrowing. I had a publicity plan and made a point that it was completely free to use and also that the site management could not be held to account if a particular dream should prove to be upsetting to some borrowers.
After an intense marketing drive, the site was launched. It was an immediate success and was soon discussed on social media generating even more interest. We had regular feedback from satisfied customers and even got a mention in the press. I reluctantly agreed to appear on This Morning, and after a grilling by Phillip and Holly, managed to present my case, even though they were both sceptical and Holly giggled a lot.
As with all successful ventures, we attracted the attention of the commercial fraternity. A rival site was launched which was actually a Dream Supermarket and was easily confused with Drean Library. It was not long before customers looking for our site were directed to the supermarket site without realising that giving bank details made charges easy to impose. It was a pay-for-dream site, and they had cleverly detailed our customer service contacts in their small print.
It was not long before customer service received complaints about dreams, nightmares, and direct debit charges. Our staff tried hard to pacify them all, but one day the chief clerk came to see me. He brought with him three examples of the complaints sent wrongly to us wrongly. Reading through them I was appalled and realised our business was under threat.
Complaint 1.
Charles had booked a dream holiday to the Caribbean. Unfortunately, he lost his wife, who ran off with Cedric a clog collector from Chorley. Charles only complained about the direct debit as he was fed up with married life anyway.
Complaint 2.
Polly, a bride=to-be made a block booking for her girlfriends on the wedding eve. It turned into a nightmare when they saw her fiancée in a compromising situation with someone he'd worked with at the clog shop.
Complaint 3.
Harry Carey, a huge football fan, booked three world cup final dreams. They were so realistic that he scored in the bedroom for three nights in succession. He was quite happy about that but after booking a dream season ticket, he was in debt to the tune of four thousand pounds.
I was amazed and immediately contacted our solicitor, although we could not be held responsible, we had to stop the rogue Dream Supermarket. We made a public disclaimer, contacted all our registered customers with a special code for them to use, and directed them to a newly set-up website. We are well down on numbers, but I still have Dreams
I had a dream, a dream that all mankind should have access to dreams. Some people frequently dream, some, only rarely and others not at all. Utilising modern technology, I set up a brand-new website called Dream Library.org. my mission was to create a virtual library where people could donate excess dreams so that they would be available to borrow and exchange. There would be no charge for borrowing, and I didn’t anticipate making any profit out of the venture. It would be my donation to the nation.
Dreams would be classified into genres such as Romance, Sports, Holidays, Work, and Life events. Any nightmares donated would be kept in a double-locked folder and would not be available for borrowing. I had a publicity plan and made a point that it was completely free to use and also that the site management could not be held to account if a particular dream should prove to be upsetting to some borrowers.
After an intense marketing drive, the site was launched. It was an immediate success and was soon discussed on social media generating even more interest. We had regular feedback from satisfied customers and even got a mention in the press. I reluctantly agreed to appear on This Morning, and after a grilling by Phillip and Holly, managed to present my case, even though they were both sceptical and Holly giggled a lot.
As with all successful ventures, we attracted the attention of the commercial fraternity. A rival site was launched which was actually a Dream Supermarket and was easily confused with Drean Library. It was not long before customers looking for our site were directed to the supermarket site without realising that giving bank details made charges easy to impose. It was a pay-for-dream site, and they had cleverly detailed our customer service contacts in their small print.
It was not long before customer service received complaints about dreams, nightmares, and direct debit charges. Our staff tried hard to pacify them all, but one day the chief clerk came to see me. He brought with him three examples of the complaints sent wrongly to us wrongly. Reading through them I was appalled and realised our business was under threat.
Complaint 1.
Charles had booked a dream holiday to the Caribbean. Unfortunately, he lost his wife, who ran off with Cedric a clog collector from Chorley. Charles only complained about the direct debit as he was fed up with married life anyway.
Complaint 2.
Polly, a bride=to-be made a block booking for her girlfriends on the wedding eve. It turned into a nightmare when they saw her fiancée in a compromising situation with someone he'd worked with at the clog shop.
Complaint 3.
Harry Carey, a huge football fan, booked three world cup final dreams. They were so realistic that he scored in the bedroom for three nights in succession. He was quite happy about that but after booking a dream season ticket, he was in debt to the tune of four thousand pounds.
I was amazed and immediately contacted our solicitor, although we could not be held responsible, we had to stop the rogue Dream Supermarket. We made a public disclaimer, contacted all our registered customers with a special code for them to use, and directed them to a newly set-up website. We are well down on numbers, but I still have Dreams
I had a dream, a dream that all mankind should have access to dreams. Some people frequently dream, some, only rarely and others not at all. Utilising modern technology, I set up a brand-new website called Dream Library.org. my mission was to create a virtual library where people could donate excess dreams so that they would be available to borrow and exchange. There would be no charge for borrowing, and I didn’t anticipate making any profit out of the venture. It would be my donation to the nation.
Dreams would be classified into genres such as Romance, Sports, Holidays, Work, and Life events. Any nightmares donated would be kept in a double-locked folder and would not be available for borrowing. I had a publicity plan and made a point that it was completely free to use and also that the site management could not be held to account if a particular dream should prove to be upsetting to some borrowers.
After an intense marketing drive, the site was launched. It was an immediate success and was soon discussed on social media generating even more interest. We had regular feedback from satisfied customers and even got a mention in the press. I reluctantly agreed to appear on This Morning, and after a grilling by Phillip and Holly, managed to present my case, even though they were both sceptical and Holly giggled a lot.
As with all successful ventures, we attracted the attention of the commercial fraternity. A rival site was launched which was actually a Dream Supermarket and was easily confused with Drean Library. It was not long before customers looking for our site were directed to the supermarket site without realising that giving bank details made charges easy to impose. It was a pay-for-dream site, and they had cleverly detailed our customer service contacts in their small print.
It was not long before customer service received complaints about dreams, nightmares, and direct debit charges. Our staff tried hard to pacify them all, but one day the chief clerk came to see me. He brought with him three examples of the complaints sent wrongly to us wrongly. Reading through them I was appalled and realised our business was under threat.
Complaint 1.
Charles had booked a dream holiday to the Caribbean. Unfortunately, he lost his wife, who ran off with Cedric a clog collector from Chorley. Charles only complained about the direct debit as he was fed up with married life anyway.
Complaint 2.
Polly, a bride=to-be made a block booking for her girlfriends on the wedding eve. It turned into a nightmare when they saw her fiancée in a compromising situation with someone he'd worked with at the clog shop.
Complaint 3.
Harry Carey, a huge football fan, booked three world cup final dreams. They were so realistic that he scored in the bedroom for three nights in succession. He was quite happy about that but after booking a dream season ticket, he was in debt to the tune of four thousand pounds.
I was amazed and immediately contacted our solicitor, although we could not be held responsible, we had to stop the rogue Dream Supermarket. We made a public disclaimer, contacted all our registered customers with a special code for them to use, and directed them to a newly set-up website. We are well down on numbers, but I still have Dreams
I had a dream, a dream that all mankind should have access to dreams. Some people frequently dream, some, only rarely and others not at all. Utilising modern technology, I set up a brand-new website called Dream Library.org. my mission was to create a virtual library where people could donate excess dreams so that they would be available to borrow and exchange. There would be no charge for borrowing, and I didn’t anticipate making any profit out of the venture. It would be my donation to the nation.
Dreams would be classified into genres such as Romance, Sports, Holidays, Work, and Life events. Any nightmares donated would be kept in a double-locked folder and would not be available for borrowing. I had a publicity plan and made a point that it was completely free to use and also that the site management could not be held to account if a particular dream should prove to be upsetting to some borrowers.
After an intense marketing drive, the site was launched. It was an immediate success and was soon discussed on social media generating even more interest. We had regular feedback from satisfied customers and even got a mention in the press. I reluctantly agreed to appear on This Morning, and after a grilling by Phillip and Holly, managed to present my case, even though they were both sceptical and Holly giggled a lot.
As with all successful ventures, we attracted the attention of the commercial fraternity. A rival site was launched which was actually a Dream Supermarket and was easily confused with Drean Library. It was not long before customers looking for our site were directed to the supermarket site without realising that giving bank details made charges easy to impose. It was a pay-for-dream site, and they had cleverly detailed our customer service contacts in their small print.
It was not long before customer service received complaints about dreams, nightmares, and direct debit charges. Our staff tried hard to pacify them all, but one day the chief clerk came to see me. He brought with him three examples of the complaints sent wrongly to us wrongly. Reading through them I was appalled and realised our business was under threat.
Complaint 1.
Charles had booked a dream holiday to the Caribbean. Unfortunately, he lost his wife, who ran off with Cedric a clog collector from Chorley. Charles only complained about the direct debit as he was fed up with married life anyway.
Complaint 2.
Polly, a bride=to-be made a block booking for her girlfriends on the wedding eve. It turned into a nightmare when they saw her fiancée in a compromising situation with someone he'd worked with at the clog shop.
Complaint 3.
Harry Carey, a huge football fan, booked three world cup final dreams. They were so realistic that he scored in the bedroom for three nights in succession. He was quite happy about that but after booking a dream season ticket, he was in debt to the tune of four thousand pounds.
I was amazed and immediately contacted our solicitor, although we could not be held responsible, we had to stop the rogue Dream Supermarket. We made a public disclaimer, contacted all our registered customers with a special code for them to use, and directed them to a newly set-up website. We are well down on numbers, but I still have
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