Sailing Out of a CD Sale (Not interpreted)

I am on a warehouse store but the shelves are bare. I know I am at  CD sale. Most of the space is blocked off and empty. I am surrounded by large wooden display shelves with wide sloping surfaces. I ask if the sale is over and they confirm that yrs it just ended.  The the man I asked  consults with others I assume are the owners and .l says they will extend the sale for me for exactly 20 minutes. I say I will synchronize my watch but then reallize it is precisrly 3:00 so I won't need to. I am concerned I may be broke and consider being embarrassed if they keep the store open and I get nothing. 

Suddenly I an on a sailboat and am in a race with another boat. I shout out in stereotypical pirate talk. The other captain is pissed and says I am using the ten-o-nine code and swiftly passes me with a full head of steam. He smiles a sarcastic smile and statrs he was quite the bard in college. 

I am now in the bow of his ship moving quickly through a room filled with typical bedroom furniture. I am very motivated to show the captain I can adeptly navigate the obstacles by pushing against them. I am quite pleased with my efforts and awake happy with my efforts and with a clear memory of the dream.