So Im done with my assigned work 3 hours into a 10 hour shift, I go out to one of the 737's for a snooze, 3 and a half hours later, Im READY to get off that plane! I guess the sound of the APU an right pack running, had me dreaming fluently. I was on short final in one of our 717's with a female pilot behind the wheel and a full plane of pax. I look out the window, and we're speeding around I-285 about 50 feet off the ground at 500 mph!!! We're going up one way roads, clipping power poles, and finally get stopped, but then start going again! This time, we're entering some kind of giant speed brake tunnel, that takes our wings off, but get stopped again. Im talking to the pilot asking her why, and we look up, and are now skimming across the top of a local reservoir! I made myself wake up, and sat up in the first class seat row I was sleeping in, and got off the plane...I guess the sound of the APU and pack running made me think I was flying!!! I love my job!!!
