Waking Up Pissed

I woke up this morning in a pretty foul mood.  Actually, I was pissed off, thanks to a dream I was having.  I was in a bar, and I was trying to order a drink.  There were two bartenders, each standing idly by, having a casual conversation with each other.  I waited a few minutes for them to finish and take my order, but they just continued on like I wasn't there.  Finally, I said, "hey guys, I don't mean to interrupt your chit-chat, but can I order a drink?"  They gave me a look that basically told me to go f*ck myself, and I stormed out of the place, vowing to never return.  Then I woke up.  What a great way to start a Friday.