I was in a production facility sitting next to an older, tall man with white hair. He was giving me explicit instructions on what I was to do and how I was to do it. He was very wise and I felt a strong sense of admiration and respect for him. On occasion I would call him in the phone to talk with him and receive instructions.
I was on a road and saw very close-up a pothole, probably a foot wide and half a foot deep. I was there to fill it and seal it.