Seems I had a literal movie dream last night, this one is still trying to get my attention:
They took the bike I was allowed to borrow to get to the studio and disassembled it and hung it up in storage so I couldn't use it. I was confused why they through they were so entitled and then I realized the whole crew was literally all men and clearly believed women didn't have any right to access a tv studio.
But then one of them was my old high school boyfriend and he kept trying to help me but it was trivial compared to the boy's club attempt to exclude me. Then I wondered where the real studio guy was because I knew he would know that I had every right to the studio but he seemed to be missing. It was weird. I couldn't figure out how a boy's club from 50s era had taken over.
Oddly, I do seem to find this to be motivating. I guess I'm just territorial that way.