I worked in Santa Monica at a salon on Wilshire Blvd. While I was there a manager from a different location was getting married.
The stylists from the salon wanted to go to their boss' wedding. The salon was in Santa Barbara, about 1 hour and 45 minutes away. The owner of both salons decided to put us up in a hotel and we agreed to work for the weekend so everyone could go to the wedding. My friend, Angela, went with me. We were very good friends, we knew each other about 10 years. We went to the same high school as well as the same beauty school. I knew her family and she knew mine. We also worked in the same salon. She is one of the most honest people I have ever met.
So off we go for the weekend. When we get to the hotel, we are told that there is only one queen size bed in our room. No big deal we would share the bed. First night we get to sleep after a long day at work. When I wake up in the morning Angela says to me, " I have got to tell you something", I say, "ok". She tells me to sit down and she is very serious.
She tells me that she got up in the middle of the night around 3:00 am to go to the bathroom. While in the bathroom she decided to brush her teeth as well. She comes out of the bathroom and she says she saw me sitting up in bed and laying down at the same time. She then says, "What are you doing?"
She says I then turn my head to look at her and lay back down in my body and went back to sleep. She says it was kind of weird that she asked me, "what are you doing?". We kind of laughed about it. I didn't remember any of it. This was 25 years ago. To this day I don't have a clue what happened but I think about it a lot.