Roger and I were working together on some project, and it seemed as if he were the boss and I was his employee. At one point he had become annoyed over something I had done, and he shouted at me, did I realize how insolent I was behaving and how dare I have the nerve to have said or done something or other? I was surprised at his reaction because it was such a strong one, and I asked him how in terms I had behaved this way. He said to come into his office and he would tell me. As we were walking thru this one door, I was saying to myself that I didn't feel I had been behaving as nervy as he had suggested, but that he seemed very angry and might fire me, or something of the sort. Then I thought no, he can't fire me, or he shouldn't fire me, because I had been doing good work for him, and he needed some of the skills that I had.  After walking thru a large room, we turned and walked into a door that led into a smaller room. Roger went over and sat down behind his desk, which was in one corner, and I went over and pulled up a chair nearby. I remember glancing nervously at my watch once or twice as I went over to sit down. I was aware that over in another corner of the room, Ken Little was sitting. Before Roger really had a chance to start, Ken Little called me over and said something about it was 1 o'clock, and I asked him to repeat what he had said. It seemed as if he was, and I thought he was going to ask me to give a dream colloquium, and I wanted to get it straight on which day he had in mind. He tried to be humorous by saying, "What I want you to do is to go down and get a movie immediately and show it." I waited for a moment and smiled. Then he said he was going to have to be out of his classes on so and so a date because he was going to have to attend the University Center, and he wanted me to come in and take classes from 2 o'clock and to hold it up thru about 3:18 for him. Then he also made mention of some other class. He was starting to leave so I said, "What room is the first class that you mentioned?" He gave me the room number. I asked him then what room the other class was in, and he said, "That's out in the experimental hallway. Come with me and I'll show you where it is."  I followed along behind him but now it seemed as if he were a woman and she was explaining where the various people were located. I asked her where (Rick Shofen?) was, and she said he's down on the 3rd floor. It seemed as if the floor that we were located at was the 4th. We went over in one direction toward where the 3rd floor was, and it seemed as if the way to get down to it was to simply step down off a balcony-like arrangement directly onto the floors of the 3rd floor. She showed me where the names were alphabetized, and little cards were stuck in the books for Q, R, S, T and so forth, and so I stepped down where the card for R was. I was aware of books having been placed upon the seats, and the chairs had bee pushed in fairly close to the table, which suggested that maybe some students had left their books there to reserve the chairs for themselves. As I was placing my feet down on the chairs, I was aware of a great deal of dried mud being scraped from my shoes, and falling on the seat of the chair. Once I got down from the chair to the floor I went back to brush off the dirt from the chair and a partially completed and wrinkled dream report form was lying on the chair. Then I was thinking that maybe while I was using his class I could get some dream data and saying something to myself about that always being an advantage of using the form that providing you had a free association blank for that particular day, you could still always look for some correspondences between moods or feeling of that day and subsequently reported dreams from the night before. [Estimated length of the dream would have been about 6 or 7 minutes.]