I needed to make a call and the phone wasn’t working on the airplane. “Excuse me do you know when the phones will start working again?” I asked the flight attendant, “No sir. We have been having problems for a while now. A soon as it comes back I’ll make sure to let you know.”

I just nodded at here and knew that that wasn’t going to happen. I went back to my laptop and began working on the document I had started earlier. I am a glad I am in the window seat so I could see the city of San Francisco and it’s beautiful light during the night, and then I saw it, the phone booth amongst the clouds. It made me think of Doctor Who. Maybe I could transport to my location instead of stuck on this airplane with no way to communicate to my business, which I desperately needed to get a hold of to make the stock trade.

I looked at the flight attendant and smiled and called her over, “Do you think we could stop by the phone booth so I can make a call?”, she laughed at me as if I had told the funniest joke, and then I pointed out the window. Her jaw dropped and she ran up to the cock pit and then that’s when it happened. The plane came to a complete stop and the side door over the window opened up.

I looked around and everything and everyone seemed to stop. I walked over to the door and walked out on the wing gingerly so as not to fall over 10,000 feet to the world below. When I got to the wing tip I reached down and opened the door to the phone booth and climbed in to make my call.

“You won’t believe where I am.” I told my executive assistant Jeffrey. When I told him where I was he just laughed. I took a picture with my phone and told him I would send it to him when I had a signal again. I informed him of what I needed to have done and then climbed back onto the wing and into the airplane. When I sat back down in my seat everything went back to normal.

When I finally landed in Hawaii and had a signal I opened my phone up and was going to send my photo and realized that the photo was gone. I knew it happened so I called Jeffrey to make sure he had completed the task I had asked him to do.

“What do you mean you called me.” He said to me. Apparently it was all a dream.