I remember being in a school designed similar to the middle school I went to with a courtyard in the center (I think this is related to the hospital my friend just had her baby in). We had a schedule to keep to like school, but I think it was a conference.
I remember someone complaining that there was an IT all staff meeting that had free food, but we were no longer IT, so we had to find food elsewhere. I saw a perfect untouched lemon poppy seed muffin in the trash. I took it out and ate it. It was OK, but it was small and didn’t even rise above the paper.
I also went to the all staff meeting for more free food. No one said anything to me about it.
There, a friend from a past job said her husband was DJ-ing someplace in the city. I thought this was weird since the guy is usually shy in waking life. I later asked her if he had a website, but, as usual in the dream, that question was ignored because they thought I’d offer to create one for them…for a price.