Flights Of Fancy

(I am a pilot. On this particular overseas flight, a very common route, about 90% of the flight is over the ocean. An air hostess comes in with my breakfast.)

Hostess: “Good morning. Ooh, it’s quite bright in here, isn’t it?”

Me: “Yeah. Good weather today.”

Hostess: *leaning over to look out of the cockpit window* “Oh, wow, we’re over the ocean!”

(She puts down my breakfast and leaves the cockpit. My co-pilot and I look at each other.)

Co-Pilot: “Did she just say what I think she said?”

Me: “Yeah. For a moment I wasn’t sure I heard that right, either. If we weren’t over the ocean, I would be seriously concerned about where we were going to end up!”