TRANSCRIPT
INTRO
Welcome to Preggo Dreams, the storytelling podcast that brings real pregnancy dreams to life. Each episode tells one dream as a short story, complete with immersive sound design, so you can enjoy them too.
I’m your host, Alicia, and in this episode, I resort to organized crime in order to satisfy a pregnancy craving. Was it a successful endeavor? Let’s dive in and find out.
STORY
Tonight was the night we would steal a bunch of broccoli.
Not a bunch like you would buy at the grocery store. I mean, A BUNCH.
It was just past midnight, and my gang of thieves and I were parked outside of the largest broccoli warehouse in the country. We were crammed shoulder to shoulder in the back of an unmarked van, dressed in black from head to toe. This wasn’t our first rodeo, but the mood was tense. They probably were thinking that this was the dumbest assignment yet, but I couldn’t deny my pregnancy craving.
I looked out of the tiny side window, waiting for the signal.
Finally, the gate opened. We donned our black masks and gloves, then quickly exited the van and entered the fenced in area. Carefully avoiding the security cameras, we slipped inside the building through the loading dock. So far, so good.
The warehouse was huge and fridge-cold. The hum of giant refrigerators filled the air, while misters sprayed every couple of minutes. Stacks of produce boxes with bright green stickers labeled “BROCCOLI” lined the walls and aisles, towering toward the ceiling. Jackpot.
We searched the aisles until we found the forklift along the back wall. The keys were still in the ignition, just as planned. It always helps to know someone on the inside.
With no time to waste, one of my guys hopped aboard while the rest of us split up and into our positions. We loaded the broccoli pallets one by one and brought them to the loading bay, where a large truck waited with its back doors wide open. I stood outside it, supervising everyone and making sure the plan ran smoothly. So far it seemed to be working. It felt like we might actually get away with this.
But suddenly, a shout echoed through the warehouse. We’d been caught! A security guard had just rounded the corner, flashlight in hand. He yelled into his radio, and a blaring security alarm erupted through the warehouse.
Mayhem ensued. My guys scattered in every direction. The forklift driver panicked and slammed into one of the aisles, sending them crashing down like dominoes. A hailstorm of broccoli went flying, knocking some of us out.
“Go, go, go!” I knocked on the side of the truck, signaling to the driver to speed off. The back doors were still wide open, and my nearest accomplices jumped in. Some boxes fell out, showering me with broccoli rain and leaving a trail of green florets on the road. I turned around and saw the forklift speeding toward me. I grabbed it desperately, hanging off the back as he drove out through the loading dock. How the forklift was able to reach highway speed, I have no idea.
Miraculously, no one pursued us, but we didn’t want to tempt our luck. “Ditch it! Ditch it!” I yelled as we eventually turned onto a quiet street. Without bothering to turn off the engine, we jumped off and sprinted away on foot.
We ran through the neighborhood until we reached our destination. A house party. That was our backup plan all along. Surely no one would expect thieves to come here.
The house was packed, even at this late hour. I scanned the room, and noticed that the entire gang was there. I grabbed a drink from the fridge and tried to blend in.
But then I started to hear whispers and comments with my super sharp hearing. People were starting to talk about the robbery. I started to panic, wondering how word of it spread so quickly. After the next few comments, I understood how:
“Did you hear? They found an abandoned forklift around the corner.”
“Yeah, there was even a trail of broccoli leading right to their getaway truck!”
They started laughing, and it spread throughout the party. How embarrassing. I tried to play it cool, and tried to covertly tell my guys to do the same. But soon our botched robbery was all anyone was talking about, and I became more nervous.
“Let’s bounce”, I whispered. Trying to be inconspicuous, I made my way to the front door. But with every step, I could see from the corner of my eye that everyone was staring at me. When I reached the door, a partygoer stepped in front and blocked me. He looked down. I looked down. And then I saw it peeking out from under the tongue of my left sneaker. A large, green broccoli floret. There was no denying it.
Broccoli bandits. Busted.
OUTRO
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