In my dream, I was a missionary again. For some reason, I was working with a bunch of old coworkers from my Claris/FileMaker days. One of their sons had just achieved some rank in the Jehovah's Witness youth program (I don't know whether such a thing exists, and I don't remember for sure, but that coworker may not have been a Jehovah's Witness in waking life, though he was active in some church).On the shelf in front of me were some items related to the various ranks or stages that a person goes through in the program. One was food that they were allowed to eat. For the stage that the son had just reached, there was a box of peanuts or cashews or something.

I surprised everyone by, as a "Mormon"* missionary, asking a question about the Jehovah's Witness program (they didn't think I'd have any interest in anyone else's religion). My first question was to another of my co-workers who I thought might be a Jehovah's Witness, but he wasn't, so I found out who the other Jehovah's Witness there was and asked him.

* NOTE: "Mormon" is a nickname The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, also nicknamed the "LDS church".