Weird Dream

What is it with me and weird dreams?

Picture this: I'm helping some guy defuse a nuclear warhead. Yeah, that's what I thought too.
So, Dude is doing the actual "hands on" part and I have the manual reading the procedure and following the checklist. Dude and I are going through the steps one by one when we come to a section in the manual that just doesn't make sense. We are really starting to sweat because there are at least forty more steps to go and that timer just keeps counting down.

I notice at the bottom of the page an 800 number for Expert Assistance. So I whip out my trusty cell phone only to discover there's no signal. Dude rolls his eyes at me and hands me his cell phone. I dial the 800 number and hear that oh so familiar Indian accent: "Thank you for calling Nuclear Disarmament Assistance. My name is Steve. How may I assist you today?"

"Level with me Steve", I say. "Your name isn't really 'Steve', is it?"

"No, sir." the voice on the phone replies. "But I bet you don't have time for me to teach you how to pronounce my real name."

That's when I snap awake. I have got to stop eating so much chocolate right before bed.