3rd Assistant for Connected Hollywood Big Shot

I am riding in the back of a large limo with the world's worst driver. He is old sitting low in the seat in uniform. I am a low level assistant to  an aging rumored to be connected Hollywood actor. He may be Danny Devoto (at least 2nd occurance). We are smashing things and people on the road and the sidewalk several times on each block. I have a bird's eye view of our giant car pinning a tinny cart (I assume there is a person in it) against a wall and squwish it.q We then make a hard left turn from the right land causing what might be a fatal accident. The momentum of the car never stops. There is no mention of the destruction outside as we proceed to our destination.

We are preparing for a large production or event. My role is schlept things and run errands. Chaos also reigns in the facility/hotel. Everyone shows great deference to the actor and fear him. He is very demanding buy with a comic undertone. I screw up every errand and task I am assigned, but my job continues, like the limo. 

There are devices, costumes and other remnenents of old productions everywhere in the halls and rooms. I am looking for a device to help complete mopping the floors. I find and old device that is basically and open besuup metal box on a stick. It leaks the washing fluid that is used to clean the floor. It see it in great detail. When I wresdled it out to where it is needed, the floor cleaning has just finished..

At one point the actor tools in a skid filled with musical accessories. The are mostly flat metal object that are dented and obviously used. He explains we were told we got a bargain on them. They were an additional expense to the primary things we needed and it was not clear whether they would normally be included. 

I am getting the sense that my boss is not as dangerous as everyone thinks. I facility a phone call between two people that are close to the actor but he has not spoken to in years. I stay on the phone to eaves drop, they may hear my guffaw at one of their comments. There is a third party also long out of touch. It turns out they are speaking down the hall at an event. I take the phone into the event the sound is being broadcast. The phone becomes deadly silent. After a few moments the they hang up. I wake feeling sad and lonely.

Notes: Two scenes had hyper detail, like when going lucid. I woke without naming it and thought I had forgotten it. I may have been all of the three main characters. The chafeur, the actor and the observer/grunt.

What does the dream want? Fir me to clean up the chaos in my life.

Reality check: Way too many...

1. Destructive driver(James? Me?)

2. Chaos in facility...my house.

3. Over charged for old shit...yes

4. Missed old connections?

Bumper sticker: Petal to the metal reals havoc.

Dreams to action: Resolve financial and physical issues. Get relationships back in integrity.