Weird dreams

I don't often remember my dreams, so it was with some surprise that I remembered two separate ones from last night:

1. The handyman who works for our landlady had come round to check on our radiators (they really are in a shockingly 'not heating the room' way in some parts of the house). After deciding they were hot enough, he ran upstairs and when I followed hime, bored me with his life woes.

2. (The better one) I'd decided to go to a reunion/open day thing at my old secondary school. I was waiting for the bus, unsure which one to catch when several lads from the school appeared at the bus stop. It seemed obvious that I needed to get the same bus number as them, but try as I might every time one pulled up, more students arrived and I was never able to get the (always dilapidated) bus.
Eventually, I succeeded, only on stepping aboard to find myself in a space more like the entrance to an underground station. I shuffled forward to the desk, expecting to buy a ticket but instead finding I had to purchase a coffee. I took the cup and started to pour myself a drink from the (very small) jug before being scolded by the person on the cash desk, telling me not to take so much. I took my coffee round to a sort of breakfast bar place. Shortly afterwards, a young lad from the school leant on the other side and told me liked what I'd done. I was puzzled but looked down to where he indicated and found I was wearing my old school tie. Still puzzled, I asked what exactly he liked about it. Apparently, he liked the way I'd tied it, even though it didn't seem out of the ordinary to me.