Nightmare #7. I'm on what must be a six-hour conference call with a client who won't shut up. It feels like I've been on this call for a year. Over and over and over again, the client keeps chiding me: "You really need to update your files. Mrs. Eggerts will be returning from Morocco soon, and you really need to update your files. She bites, you know." "Yes, Mr. Mustaine," is all I can say. The call continues. I wonder when I'll wake up. I never do. Until the cat starts biting my toes.