job interview

i was in the backseat of a car driving down a long, dark road towards my former place of employment. i realized that i was on my way to a job interview there. i was confused. i was wearing my green, quilted jacket but there were many stains on it. i slipped it off so as not to show up to the interview dressed so sloppily. i was sitting next to my former co-worker m.s. i asked him if i could borrow a pen--i was rather unprepared for this interview. i was trying to figure out why i was interviewing for a job at the place i left just about one year ago. it dawned on me that i hadn't actually applied for the job, and that i did not want the job. i felt awkward and did not know what to do.