I had a dream that Dick Cheney was speaking at the university. I went to the talk (hopefully to protest?).
During the talk, Cheney was sweaty. Someone in the audience said “Hey, you look like you’re hot” and tossed Cheney a wet rag. Cheney caught it and mopped his forehead. I joked “Y’know, he was throwing that at you, not to you”. Cheney was like “Really? Security!” and the security guards grabbed the guy and took him away.
Dang it, I accidentally ruined that guy’s life forever!