Late for work

I dreamt that I was back in the apartment I lived in during my teenage years in Brownsville Brooklyn. However, it appeared to be my cousin Coleman’s apartment. I think I told him something did something wrong to me and he asked to borrow my car so that he can go confront the person and I agreed to let him drive my car. I looked out the window and saw my car speeding through the parking lot and I asked who’s driving my act like that and Coleman said it was my brother Al. I told Coleman he must return with my car my 3pm so that I can go to work and he’s told me to take the day off and I said no, because I don’t want to. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 4:24pm and I said I’m already let for work what I am going to tell them? I walked to the front door to go outside and the lock was any the bottom of the door. I turn the lock and it appears a sharp small knife came out and someone told me to be careful and I put it back in however the door was already unlocked. I walked downstairs leading to outside in attempt to retrieve my car however they were gone. I saw other nice cars in the parking lot, a jeep adorn in shiny gold and I said “ where did all these nice cars come from?. As I retreated back into the house, a woman and a small child came behind me. They appeared Hispanic, the young boy asked me for 50 cents and I said sorry I don’t have it then the boy behind to cry so I said ok. I opened my wallet and I gave the boy a one dollar bill and he’s mother was happy and said look papi. The boy began to drop his coins and I said pick up your quarter and he said my quarter and I just watched him try to pick up his coins.