In my dream there’s fermented ginger in ginger juice that I am drinking. I’m able to fish it out with chopsticks. Earlier I’m driving through the underground highway and there’s heavy traffic. It’s me and my woman I’m the car. I’m on the phone listening to my manager have a conversation about us getting there. While in traffic I see that their car has stalled out and they’re stranded on the side of the road, I’m looking at them, a light skin woman in a pink blazer and a light skin man. They’re standing next to the support pillar in the underground highway. I’m slowly cruising by them and those two are talking to each other paying me no notice. I stop the car and say hey! Y’all need help. Then I get out of my car and I see that it’s the band too including their instruments. So I’m telling people to get in the back of my car. We’re problem solving together and a few of them are able however their double neck bass guitar is unable to fit in the back. I’m talking to the band member rockstar with orange shocking hair in a Mohawk that it won’t fit inside the door of the car. He agrees with me and I see two band members have the guitar wrapped in a gray blanket and are going to hide it in the crevices in the underpass of the highway. While they’re doing that I get out of my car and walk over through traffic to the other group with management. While walking traffic has slowed down so much that peoples cars have become their desks and I’m wading through so many desks. I finally make it to the other car and three women are tying to get into the one guys who has blond hair car. He already has two girls in his back seat and one girl she’s screaming at him to make him let her in the car. She challenging him and he denies her every time. However the girl in the backseat is friends with the girl who is screaming and her friends. She doesn’t know what to do and she’s anxious so I assess the situation for what it is. I tell the girl who is already in the back seat to go ask her mom what to do. She is reluctant and says “I didn’t want to do that until I was 35!” In desperation. I pat her on the back as she walks to her mom. Her mom grandma and dad are sitting at a desk in traffic. I go to them to confirm as well and they’re ready to get the traffic moving again since I got everyone on the same page. Then her dad stands on the table with one foot and a high and mighty demeanor and asks can he stay there? He’s older and has gray hair and a bread. Then I say”fuck no! You can’t come with us.” In front of everyone and they all laugh. I told him he’s not allowed to come with us since he just did that move and everyone is laughing from their traffic desk as I’m walking back to my car. I was slamming my hands on the air and everything. People like him are the reason we got traffic. It was funny and absurd and I’m glad I burst out at him.