June 31st, 2005: Dream 1

I am in the lower levels of the Museum. A large party is being thrown in my honor. I have been elected president of the Museum. Everyone is celebrating. I step up to the podium to a round of applause.
"Thank you everyone. It is my honor to be your President. And if you did not vote for me, tough! I am here now and I am not going away."
I step down from the stage and leave the celebration. I want to talk to the Historical Society's President. I find him and bring up two improvement ideas I had for the museum. One, Put the mummies on display while simultaneously putting the Roman statues into protective display cases. Second, increase his budget. He has no idea who I am.
"He does not know I am president," I think. "Darn, I was hoping to do this without having to brag about my position."
"I am Jason, the newly elected Museum president," I say.