Where’s Joseph and His Technicolor Coat When You Need Him?

I usually don’t remember my dreams, but last night’s dream was kind of unusual and it stuck with me.

I have no idea what the dream meant, but it certainly didn’t do anything for my self-confidence.

In the dream, my boss asked me if I could cover one of his classes for him, and I said no problem. I assumed it would be on a topic I had taught before since we both teach the same course. I also don’t recall getting any details on where and when the class was being held, but I just assumed he would give me enough notice so that I would have time to prepare whatever I would be talking about.

A short while later he stopped by my office and asked if I was ready to go. I said sure, but in the back of my mind, I didn’t really feel ready. As we drove to the class location (why it wasn’t on campus I’m not really sure, but you know how dreams are), he told me that the topic for the three-hour class was compilations.

I probably know enough about compilations to talk for about five minutes, and so the panic set in.

He also said that he would start things off, and then had to leave after about 15 minutes.

We arrived at the class, which was at an outdoor setting, with students sitting on a tiered hill, and spread quite far apart. Again, I have no idea why we were having class outside.

My boss began to teach, and by the time he was finished, he had covered everything I knew about compilations. As he beckoned for me to take over, he walked past me and whispered that he was going to call the police because more than half the students were high.

So I began to basically repeat what my boss had just said about compilations, but I had to do it twice since the students were spread so far apart, students on one side of the hill could not hear me when I was on the other side.

I noticed that when I directed my attention to the students on the left side of the hill, the students on the right side were completely out of control – talking, checking their phones, or simply wandering around the hill.

I decided I had to get things a bit under control before my boss came back with the police, so I asked everyone to squeeze into the center of the hill so I wouldn’t have to keep going back and forth between them.

It was at that point I noticed that my boss had been wrong. It wasn’t half the class that was high, it was the entire class. And they did not like being told where to sit, so they started to revolt.

It was at that point that the dream ended (probably with me running away, but I can’t remember that part).

So Joseph, what does the dream mean?

  • Is this the teacher’s version of the dream I think every student has where they believe they have a final in a course they never knew they were enrolled in?
  • Is it suggesting that I need to better prepare for my class?
  • Are my liberal views on marijuana coming back to haunt me?
  • Are the students revolting because of the April Fools’ Day prank I pulled?

If Joseph does somehow reveal to me what the dream means, I certainly hope it’s more along the lines of how he interpreted the butler’s dream, and not the baker’s…

*image from Tufts University