Now, that is funny.
Here is the dream:
I was standing on the corner of the street with a black pastor. We were facing the church, and I left him so that I could use the bathroom (had to pee). It was a slight walk uphill.
The church was old and small. I went in.
I first went into the sanctuary. There was a black lady in there cleaning. And, she sent me to the bathroom which was outside of the sanctuary – in the hall area.
I went in to pee. And, all of these ladies came in. There were five or six of them. I stopped, thinking something was wrong.
And, the ladies all went themselves. They were going to the bathroom.
And, it went on. Finally, I decided that I would continue on. So, I finished my work.
I woke up.